001 || Enter one angel, stage left

[defenderofducks]

[A:  Action: 1487 Kramden Street]

[Aziraphale wakes up rather suddenly.  The fact that he was asleep in the first place startles him; unlike Crowley, he could never really get the hang of it.  He doesn't really remember going to sleep, let alone going to sleep in a bed.  Surprise turns into panic when he finds someone beside him, but he slides out

Comments

C

[burnmycapital]

You should not try the vodka.

[That guy seems new, so important information needs to be given.]

That's the cutest picture of Russia

[defenderofducks]

[That makes him pause, and he looks at the other blonde.] Any particular reason, or is it just not very good?

Russia: proving that cute and scary mix very well since the 800s.

[burnmycapital]

It seems to be made by someone who does not quite understand what "vodka" is supposed to be.

Yep!

[defenderofducks]

Ah, well. I've had bad vodka before. [Usually it hasn't stayed bad vodka, but never mind.] I normally drink wine by preference anyway.

B

[kinships]

[He had just been on his way home from school, when he accidentally bumped into this lost looking man. At least he's not American... a soft German accent coming from his mouth when he speaks.]

A-Ah! I am sorry, I didn't mean to bump you.

[defenderofducks]

[Aziraphale is shocked out of his thoughts at the bump, and he blinks for a moment, before giving the younger man a smile.]

Oh, no, sorry. I wasn't paying attention. [His accent is just as noticeable, a strong British one.] Are you all right?

[kinships]

Yes, don't worry, I'm fine.

[He smiled reassuringly, bending to pick up a book he'd dropped.]

Are you lost?

[defenderofducks]

Oh, not as such. Just [He waves a hand, passing it off a little.] having a wander.

[He catches the book up first, brushing the dust off and checking it over before handing it back to him.]