a little more inspiration....
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smk_networkIt is late afternoon on the eighteenth, and as the mirror swims to life, it focuses on Aziraphale who is standing about halfway back in the bedroom. He stands, hands tucked in front of him, smiling but looking slightly nervous, his wings arched a bit as if he wants to show them off but not be too obvious. He smiles at the...well...mirror. Fingers clenching a little bit.
When he speaks, though, his voice is low and soothing; warm like honey and pleasant. As if he's happy to see you. And in a way, he is.
"Hello. It's nice to meet you all. My name is Aziraphale and I'm an Angel. Well... Principality if you want to be precise, but that doesn't particularly matter here. First of all, I want to thank everyone who helped me out the other day and apologize for being a bit short with them. This human body is a new thing for me and I rather fear I don't have the hang of it quite yet.
But, we're all a little out of our element here, aren't we? This is a new place for us. A new experience. And a battle we must fight for the good of others who need our help. And sometimes, we can feel stuck, trapped even-- For instance, my wings are rarely displayed and not precisely corporeal when they are. If I need to remove my coat, I can do so with ease. Now, unfortunately, they are as solid as the rest of me.
And yet..." He dips his head and there is a bit of a cheeky smile. "With a little Faith." He hopes. No! Believes! "We can perform miracles."
Then he closes his eyes and focuses, concentrates, believes with everything in him that he still has the capacity for this kind of faith, this kind of miracle. That he will be able to take off his clothes with no problems at all.
All at once he can feel something catch. Something bright and cool and refreshing flow through him and around him.
Anyone looking in would be able to see a faint white gold light beginning to shimmer around him, a wind stirring the curtains and his hair. Perhaps there is a faint vibration, for the mirror slips, so only his head and shoulders are in view. The light seems to flash around him and then--!
He can feel the coolness leave him slowly, like a wave pulling from shore. With a thrilled smile he looks down and notices he did indeed manage to remove his coat as he'd hoped. Or perhaps made it disappear completely. As well as his vest, his shirt, his undershirt-- in fact the only thing left is the fob watch lying helpfully between his bare feet.
"Ah-- Ahem. Well! Slight miscalculation! But as you can see! Everything is just...just tickety...." And then the cold rushes back at once like a tsunami and for the second time in as many days, darkness crashes through him and he pitches forward and out of view.
There is a faint thud as he hits the floor.
But he'll be able to reply to any and all responses in a few hours...
...Probably.
When he speaks, though, his voice is low and soothing; warm like honey and pleasant. As if he's happy to see you. And in a way, he is.
"Hello. It's nice to meet you all. My name is Aziraphale and I'm an Angel. Well... Principality if you want to be precise, but that doesn't particularly matter here. First of all, I want to thank everyone who helped me out the other day and apologize for being a bit short with them. This human body is a new thing for me and I rather fear I don't have the hang of it quite yet.
But, we're all a little out of our element here, aren't we? This is a new place for us. A new experience. And a battle we must fight for the good of others who need our help. And sometimes, we can feel stuck, trapped even-- For instance, my wings are rarely displayed and not precisely corporeal when they are. If I need to remove my coat, I can do so with ease. Now, unfortunately, they are as solid as the rest of me.
And yet..." He dips his head and there is a bit of a cheeky smile. "With a little Faith." He hopes. No! Believes! "We can perform miracles."
Then he closes his eyes and focuses, concentrates, believes with everything in him that he still has the capacity for this kind of faith, this kind of miracle. That he will be able to take off his clothes with no problems at all.
All at once he can feel something catch. Something bright and cool and refreshing flow through him and around him.
Anyone looking in would be able to see a faint white gold light beginning to shimmer around him, a wind stirring the curtains and his hair. Perhaps there is a faint vibration, for the mirror slips, so only his head and shoulders are in view. The light seems to flash around him and then--!
He can feel the coolness leave him slowly, like a wave pulling from shore. With a thrilled smile he looks down and notices he did indeed manage to remove his coat as he'd hoped. Or perhaps made it disappear completely. As well as his vest, his shirt, his undershirt-- in fact the only thing left is the fob watch lying helpfully between his bare feet.
"Ah-- Ahem. Well! Slight miscalculation! But as you can see! Everything is just...just tickety...." And then the cold rushes back at once like a tsunami and for the second time in as many days, darkness crashes through him and he pitches forward and out of view.
There is a faint thud as he hits the floor.
But he'll be able to reply to any and all responses in a few hours...
...Probably.
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Date: 2019-07-20 06:22 am (UTC)[ Really there was only one person's opinion that mattered at all to him and Aziraphale was still sleeping. ]
And you are hopeless with names. It's not that hard
Ah-ze-ra-fell.
[ Crowley spoke each syllable slowly as if instructing a child. ]
What are you driving at? What does it matter what sort of magic I supposedly have?
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Date: 2019-07-20 06:36 am (UTC)Uh--zeer-ay-fella. Fell.
See usually I can almost cheat and say almost anything, and the TARDIS translates it for me. [Shrug.]
It doesn't. I'm just not leaving you alone with him until I'm certain it's safe. You're the one who keeps pointing out how wicked and hellacious you are. It's a Catch-22 you know? If you succeed, then I'll have to protect 'im. If you fail... actually then you're all set! Because like we said, there's no bosses here to pretend for, is there?
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Date: 2019-07-20 07:05 am (UTC)And without a TARDIS here, whatever that was, you will have to learn how to do it on your own.
[ Crowley shrugged and showed the lady his empty hands. ]
He's safe!
[ A beat. ]
As long as he's asleep... bit of a danger to himself really.
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Date: 2019-07-20 07:11 am (UTC)Ah-zeer-ay-fell.
Definitely a danger to himself. He didn't even come back last night. All because he didn't want to share a room with a human. And I told him I could go crash on my -- the Doctor's couch, and I'm used to roughing it, and I'm used to sleeping, unlike you two, but noooooooo. Is he always this daft?
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Date: 2019-07-20 07:32 am (UTC)Closer, but there should still be more 'r' in it.
[ Didn't come back last night... The stupid sleeping angel was given a glare. He could understand that if Rose were a psychopath like some one else he could have named but just being human? ]
Yeah, always. Probably thought he was doing it for the 'greater good' or something. This whole roommate situation has been a real nightmare.
[ That last line being something he was sure the angel would say if he were awake. ]
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Date: 2019-07-20 07:41 am (UTC)Ah-zir-a-fell.
[Head tilt.] What happened?
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Date: 2019-07-20 08:06 am (UTC)[ Good question, he couldn't remember when the things were invented.
Thinking that over was set aside for a brief flash of excitement as she nailed it! The name sounded almost perfect now! ]
That! Now all you have to do is say it more quickly.
[ Sleeping who knows where. Aziraphale. If only he had known... They might have shared a train bench. Professionally. ]
It doesn't matter.
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Date: 2019-07-20 08:12 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2019-07-20 08:21 am (UTC)Aziraphale! [Happy!]
Come on, it helps to talk these things out? Look, I know he doesn't much like me, but as soon as he's conscious enough to give you all the all-clear, I'mm gonna ditch you both for -- the Doctor. [Shrug!] You're supposed to be all tempting demon, yeah?
[Sly grin.] Consider it a temptation if any of your bosses do get in the way, yeah? That way neither of you have to share a room with someone you don't know anyway. [Besides, you're still on the Angel's bed. She noticed.]
[She snaps her fingers.] Ohhhhh that must be it. He felt obligated to make sure I didn't do any sinnin'...
[Snorts.] Way too late for that one. Bout six or seven years...
[Runs a hand through her hair, how to explain it?]
I dunno, what's the-- [Finger quotes.] "angelic" way about... I was looking for the Doctor for years, I ran away from home yeah, but it's all what, magic and inspiration, right? So he inspires me to be a better person. Soulmates like Michael said. I'm better with him, yeah? Less annoying. [Tongue loll.]
[Although she's not 100% sure that's true given Queen Victoria, there were probably a lot of people Rose and the Doctor annoyed five times more together than individually.] Happier?? [Face scrunch.] Whatever, help me sell it to him. If you want. And you know he won't want to kill you when he wakes up for being a demon in his bed.
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Date: 2019-07-20 04:30 pm (UTC)[ So it was only the one century for doughnuts and that was a shame. True they weren't as fancy as eclairs but they had been getting there with all those gourmet doughnut shops popping up everywhere. The era of the salted caramel pretzel doughnut would never make way for the blueberry bourbon basil doughnut.
Unless... well, he had recently discovered the Antichrist, here alive and well... in a fashion. Would putting an end to that older version have any sort of effect on Armageddon? Crowley thought this over, rolling the idea through his mind and wishing Aziraphale were awake so he could go, 'oh hey, found the Antichrist while you were napping,' but no such luck.
Suddenly he paused in his thoughts and leveled an incredulous look at Rose.]
The Doctor is here, that guy you've been hounding me about since we met... giving me all that hell about my look, how I'm not like him, how special perfect and wonderful he is, and he is here? Been here the whole time? And you could have been with him this whole time... And yet you're still sitting there pining for him?
Get out.
[ Trying to tempt him when she couldn't even get herself straight? No. Get out. That was the answer, totally kicking Rose out of her own room... which might have been ruder if she hadn't already said she was leaving. He was just giving her a push, tossing the baby bird out of the nest. If the Doctor is here, go get him.
And he will just stay here. Sitting on the angel's bed and lightly stroking the wing that landed on his lap. It would be fine. Aziraphale wouldn't want to kill him. ]
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Date: 2019-07-20 05:52 pm (UTC)Crwley?
[another blink confirms it]
Oh.
[he flops an arm around the demon's waist as if to keep him there, but maybe it was just an accident. In either case he's back to sleep in a flash]
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Date: 2019-07-20 06:06 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2019-07-21 01:28 am (UTC)She does get up though, and move towards the door, her things are pretty much already gathered and ready to go.]
Aziraphale.
Real talk. How do you feel about me moving out, and Crowley moving in, and me leavin' the two of you alone right now?
It's not a sacrifice, I want to. The man I love is here. But I didn't want to leave you unconscious if you're actually normally at war with the demon or something, yeah?
And remember. Neither of your bosses are here. You're free to do what you want.
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Date: 2019-07-21 02:07 am (UTC)[ Demonic shrug as he looks over his shoulder at Rose. ]
Take my word for it?
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Date: 2019-07-21 02:19 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2019-07-21 02:57 am (UTC)[ Though if he were lying he might say he wasn't. He knew the statement wasn't very likely to do any good. ]
And he likes pears.
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Date: 2019-07-21 03:05 am (UTC)I'm rusty at dealing with people I can't just flash my clearance at and tell them to stop running around like headless chickens.
The world won't end until the year five billion something, by the way. I won't let it. Least, not by premature matters, yeah? There's probably some timelines where it has to, but none I ran into. Earth ending too early creates a domino effect that causes the whole timeline to collapse.
[She shrugs and rolls her shoulders.] Everyone's important. Every single life, no matter how tiny it seems is a really big deal on everything else.
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Date: 2019-07-21 03:54 am (UTC)[ Smile~ See he could joke. Had been off an on for a while now in his sarcastic way. ]
I don't see how one human could prevent the end of the world.
[ Not that he wouldn't like to believe the end of the world could be stopped but... you're talking about going up against some serious power here. He wasn't even sure he and Aziraphale would be able to stop it. He hoped so, made plans but those had all been derailed. ]
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Date: 2019-07-21 04:54 am (UTC)[Sticks her tongue out at at him and makes a silly face.] Thirty to a hundred times!
[But she laughs and shakes her head, sitting back down in the doorframe and leaning her head against the wall.] But I didn't do it alone. It's really easy. Step one, find out why the world is ending and who wants it. Step two, stop them. Step three, whine about being a ghost, and how almost no one can hear you or see you, and that really made step two super difficult and un-fun. Step four, charge the dimension cannon, go to the next timeline, and start all over again.
[Dusts her hands.] Easy peasy.
Know a dozen timelines where all I had to do was convince a woman to turn left.
[Grimaces. Hard.] Yeah. I'm downplaying it. Hard. I had to watch the Doctor die a couple dozen times, because that woman would have normally stopped him and made him get out alive, because he would have been protecting her which saves himself, and then the rest is dominoes. And just figuring out that she individually hinged the rest was a headache.
And then I wound up loving Donna, that woman, too, even though I'm jealous she got to have adventures with the Doctor without me. And I had to let her sacrifice herself in front of a car crash, the same way my father did to solve a paradox.
So when I say "easy," no. It's the furthest thing from easy. It's my own personal private hell, that I'm pretty sure the Devil himself set up to punish me because separating me from the Doctor wasn't enough or even his doing... probably.
But you know what? [Looks up to him and makes sure he's sort of looking back at her.] I'd do it a billion more times if I have to. Because it doesn't matter that it's hard or that it hurts. It just doesn't. And I won't let him win.
You're not in any of my saved timelines, probably. Dunno, you might be. But the only demon I knew said he was the devil, the ultimate evil in all religions.
[Looks up at the ceiling.]
The Doctor said he lied, but he didn't. He was just using psychic truths to scare and hurt us. Try to make us frazzled and fight each other. Spread discord. That's what he said he wanted. To rein destruction and fire and death on everyone.
[Crosses her throat with a finger, looking back at Crowley.] So I shot him into a black hole. The archaeologist he possessed, I mean.
[Glances awaaaaay again.] He said is the darkness though. And that he was caged by the forces of light before time. The Doctor said it's impossible, yeah? Nothing is before time. Least, not in his universe. But I've been thinking since I started traveling between universes... Maybe he was from outside it? Another universe, and they picked the Doctor's, because his is supposed to be sealed against the others.
[Rubs her temples. She's dying to ask questions, and faltering completely. Crowley probably doesn't have the answers. And she doesn't really care for his opinion, just facts, and she wouldn't even be here if Aziraphale wasn't such a fail.]
[But the only other person she could ask would be Michael, and she's very certain his universe's structure is different from the others.]
You said God must want the apocalypse. I don't even believe in God, because... [Hand gesture.] If you're going to leave everything up to me and humanity, then I might as well just put my faith in us anyway. [Bites a fingertip and slowly shakes her head.] But there is... something other than just me, the Doctor, and the TARDIS that doesn't want everything destroyed. [Makes a face at him, crossing her eyes and sticking her tongue out.] Probably just humanity. But look at all us gathered here, yeah? We're not all humans, so it's something that spreads between universes and people.
But... I do know... Satan definitely wants the apocalypse. He did then, and usually whenever I guess I "thwarted" him -- using your word, mind, not mine -- [Huff, where was she?] it was like...
Slitheen, yeah? There're this family of mercenary-assassins from --
[Crosses eyes. It's been over three or four YEARS since she said it. Can she?] Raxicorico fallen angels in a prius.
[ :| she tried. Okay?]
[Facepalm.]
[Groan.] I swear I had it once.
[Weak grin.] Point is, they wanted an apocalypse, world war three, to be precise, so they could sell the nuclear fallout of the Earth for cheap star fuel.
I didn't stop them single-handedly, but I helped. We all did. You're thinking like... well, Satan. If you only think of how terrible humans are and how to manipulate them and hurt them, then yeah, you're going to find it's really easy to do. And that's what the slitheen did. They just assumed everyone would be selfish and evil and reactionary. So thwarting that? Is super easy. All it takes is one person turning left. And yeah, I just got through saying how that wasn't easy, it hurt like hell, literally, but it's because every little thing has major ripples.
Aziraphale [Slowly this time, because she messed up Raxicoricofalliptorius earlier, so she wants to be extra sure.] said he's not as important as me, but stuff like that... It's not like that. He's wrong. I don't care what God or Heaven says. Even bloody rocks have chain of event fallouts. All it takes to stop the apocalypse is people wanting it. One person who just does whatever it takes, however stubborn they have to be, however willing to try and do anything.
[Shrug.] I say that's all, and again, I'm going to point to the Donna turning left example. It seems small, but it's trying to move a mountain with your bare hands. It can still be done though. And I've done it. Mostly just... had to unfortunately sit through living it, and yelling and screaming myself hoarse because of how useless I felt, but yeah. I still stopped it. Stopping Satan just took me not being selfish. He wanted to terrorize us into bringing him back to Earth, and instead I was willing to risk dooming us all to the black hole so he couldn't get out.
Don't underestimate humanity, or we'll bite you in the wings every time.
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Date: 2019-07-21 08:30 am (UTC)I think you missed your calling Rose, you shouldn't be out there fighting darkness you should be in a Church giving sermons.
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Date: 2019-07-21 08:34 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2019-07-21 08:46 am (UTC)It's fiiine, not everyone is a great public speaker.
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Date: 2019-07-21 08:48 am (UTC)Did you remember to eat any of that fruit of knowledge yourself, because I bet you really wish you had it right now, yeah?
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