? 005 ? / Feather 02

[exserpens]

[Aziraphale is currently on the Plane, sitting in front of an old table that has seen better days. There is what obviously looks to be an old book sitting in front of him, and he's currently wearing gloves as he carefully leafs through the pages]

[Crowley has been roaming the Plane ever since his encounter with Cy, looking for...well, something.

Comments

[fireintothesky]

Ah... Signore Crowley and Signore Aziraphale are a homosexual couple?

[exserpens]

[lskdjflsd Crowley looks like he's just swallowed his tongue]

What?!

[fireintothesky]

[E-Eep.] You're not?

[exserpens]

Absolutely not!

That was- [pause...deep breaths]

[cyfor]

[Smug shaved cat is oh so very smug.]

[exserpens]

[And demon is v. furious, sry kitty]

CYPHER!

[cyfor]

[Sits there serenely.]

Que, sirrah, sirrah?

[exserpens]

[Starts advancing on Cy]

You have crossed the line, CAT.

[exensis]

[He's leaning a bit more towards anger now] What do you mean you don't know? That's not the sort of thing one does out of the blue!

[exserpens]

That's not the sort of thing one does at all, angel.

Someone's been tampering with me, and she's about to have her furless little ass taken to the cleaners.

[exensis]

Furless- .....Crowley, please tell me that you are not, in fact, the reason for why Cy was walking around hairless earlier.

[exserpens]

She started it.

[chansondelamort]

Oh! This must be Aziraphale~! Though, I'd have to say handsome leaning towards cute, Mr. Crowley.

{Which was a decidedly cheerful tone, but then she sighs} But you didn't tell me that you thought so too.

[exserpens]

I can assure you, I don't. A certain dirty little hairless rat has played a trick on me.

[chansondelamort]

...What? How do you mean?

[exserpens]

Cypher. We got into a bit of a prank war, and the little rat took it too far.

[allstrings]

...woah.

[exserpens]

[Crowley...does his best to facepalm, though it's a bit difficult to do without smudging his sunglasses. But he still gives it a try.]

I suppose the whole blessed Plane saw that.

[allstrings]

Yeaaaah, with that sort of thing, you're guaranteed to get an audience. Murphy's Law and all.

[exserpens]

I should've strangled Murphy when I had the chance.

At any rate, this...isn't what it looks like.