Aziraphale might have hurried into his office a little bit late on Tuesday morning. And he might have been planning on leaving a little bit early as well. He looked pretty cheerful, however, and even had big plate of gingersnaps set out, in case there were any miniature students running around the school today.

[ooc: Aziraphale is in his office ( Read more... )

Still feeling a little bit guilty about the mind-whammy he'd put on Annette's father, but nonetheless thinking that in the end it would work out the way it should, Aziraphale was burning a bit of nervous energy by reorganizing the books in his office.

Unfortunately, he wasn't getting very far. As he kept changing his mind about how he wanted them ( Read more... )

Aziraphale sat quietly in his armchair, a couple of books open on the table next to him, as he mulled over the strange events of the previous day's class. There was obviously something going on with Phoebe, Lana and Marie, but he wasn't sure what. And until he understood it, and as long as they didn't seem to be in danger, he didn't dare try to do ( Read more... )

Aziraphale was in his office, reading quietly, and waiting for any students who might have absence excuses to stop in.

[ooc: Aziraphale is here for Angela, Jude, and Matilda to come by with their excuses for missing class. My responses will be extremely slow today, so free to just ping in and handwave the excuse if you like.]

After last week's cleaning rampage, Aziraphale was enjoying a quiet morning in his nicely rearranged office. Which looked pretty much exactly like his pre-cleaning office, only with less dust.

The door was open, and there was a pot of tea ready for visitors.

[ooc: I will be around this morning EST, but AFK all afternoon. Will pick up any tags ( Read more... )

Despite the rainy weather, Aziraphale was in a pretty cheerful mood this morning. Possibly that had something to do with the reason why Wilson had needed a third cup of coffee just to get out the door. But whatever the reason, the angel was humming happily to himself as he used the morning to do a bit of cleaning and rearranging in his office ( Read more... )

Still a little bemused by the events of the previous weekend, Aziraphale was settled into his office with a cup of tea and a crossword. Mostly, though, he seemed to be lost in thought.

The door, however, was open for anyone who happened by.

[ooc: Aziraphale is in during third and fourth periods. Possible periods of SP due to mun being very much ( Read more... )

The scent of orange spice tea filled the office, and Aziraphale was sitting in his chair happily munching on candy. There was a book open on his knee, but he welcome a visit from anyone who happened in.

[ooc: Aziraphale is available first, second and third periods today, since no one has signed up for the project group visits yet.]

Since he'd promised to be available for his Fairy Tale students to come by and discuss their projects, Aziraphale headed up to the school to spend part of the day in his office. There was a white rose in a bud vase sitting on the bookcase, and the angel seemed to be spending most of his time wrapping boxes in bright red paper ( Read more... )

Aziraphale was actually sort of slouching in his arm chair, enjoying a cup of tea and smiling. He would have looked sleepy, if angels actually needed sleep, but since they don't he only looked distracted ( Read more... )