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[blessedarethebookmakers]

[he has done this a few times by now, and for some reason is feeling less than enthusiastic about it. Perhaps it's the rain, or the ghosts outside that give him cold chills whenever they go past. Or perhaps he's just tired. He's been practicing more lately, though hasn't seem to have gotten much better.

He somehow manages to keep his expression friendly and open as he faces the mirror, white wings standing out against the gray light coming in behind him]

Hello... My name is Aziraphale, or Mr. Fell, if you prefer. I would like to welcome everyone who has newly arrived-- and I don't envy you having to brave the beastly weather to get here. Still, the clouds will soon part as they say.

I know that many of you must be weary or frightened, or even dare I say, angry, at the situation you have found yourselves thrust into. But if we all work together and combine our efforts and talents, I'm sure that we'll have the Corrosion beaten back in no time. So keep a stiff upper lip and keep moving forward.

And of course, if you need anything, my door is open in the hours listed or by previous appointment.

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[serpentinthegarden]

[ Eleanor wasn't thrown across the room but she was hissed at in true Tsundere demon fashion even if a wing might have folded around her briefly. It wasn't a hug returned... that would be denied. ] Yea... yea... yea... One for all and all for one, Musketeers stuff... [ Then much softer and barely audible. ] Thanks.

[az_shrimp_horny]

[She knows better than to press her luck and force Crowley into a proper hug. But the wing fold was noticed. Nodding, she gives him a small smile.]

You're welcome.

[Right. Enough of the feelings and shit. She tucks her hands in her pockets and heads for the door.]

If I can help let me know. See you around, Crowley.