[Backdated to 7th Feb]

[ineffablytartan]

[Action 1 - Morning, Outside 1487 Kramden Road]

[Aziraphale looks to be in a good mood as he steps out the door, ready to start the day. He looks a little excited to have a package - he's not learnt to be weary of unexpected presents yet. When he opens it to find a single white feather inside he frowns, before with a loud rip two messy white wings emerge from his back. Without having to look back to see what's happened, he very almost swears.]

Oh... blast it all. [Stretching out his wings, he cranes over to have a look at the mess.] I liked this jumper too.

[Action 2 - Dusk, the makeout point]

[Anyone who comes by in the last hour of daylight will be entertained by an over weight middle aged man trying to take off. His over sized pair of wings work, but sustained flight seems like a bit of a work out, if his huffing and panting and frequent pauses to get his breath is any judge.

Eventually he flops down heavily onto a log, deciding that enough is enough.] I'm sure it wasn't this hard in the old days.

Comments

[soulless_soldier]

Angels and... You're an angel?

[ineffablytartan]

A-ah, well, I suppose technically not in this place, but yes.

[soulless_soldier]

I... [She doesn't even know what to say.] I had no idea you all really existed.

[ineffablytartan]

[Aziraphale smiles at her. He's used to this reaction.] Most people don't. And it's entirely possible that where you come from we don't.

[soulless_soldier]

[Not that she has much manners, but she realizes that was a pretty rude thing to say.]

I come from a world fulla mages 'n' psychics. Angels are just as possible as anythin' else.

[ineffablytartan]

It sounds like an interesting place to live.

[soulless_soldier]

[She's silent for a moment.]

...I guess that's one way of puttin' it.

Um. Name's Barton, by the way.

[ineffablytartan]

Barton? It's nice to meet you. I'm Aziraphale.

[soulless_soldier]

Same. Um, I suppose I oughta let you get back to practicin'.

[ineffablytartan]

You don't have to. [He ruffles his wings.] I think I've about done all these old things can handle anyway. But I can let you be if you'd like.

[soulless_soldier]

Naw, it's okay. It's a public place, after all. I just come up here to build a fire sometimes, 'n' get outta my crazy house.

[ineffablytartan]

[He gives her a sympathetic chuckle.] Got a lot of drones in your family, or are they all just a bit over energetic?

[soulless_soldier]

There's no drones in the house, thankfully. But yeah, sometimes Heinz 'n' Gohan can be a little too energetic. It's usually pretty quite up here... despite the drone teens in their cars.

[ineffablytartan]

What was it like where you came from? [He understands what it's like to have over enthusiastic housemates, and he comes from a place where he lived alone in blissful peace.]

[soulless_soldier]

... I kinda lived on the road, I guess ya can say. By myself.

[ineffablytartan]

Oh! That sounds a little lonely. Was it hard, living like that?

[soulless_soldier]

Ya get used to it after awhile.

[ineffablytartan]

I suppose so, but that doesn't make it any better. It must be a nice break for you having somewhere permanent to live?

[soulless_soldier]

I guess there's somethin' to say about havin' a roof over your head, even if it's in Mayfield. But I like the outside a lot too. I don't really mind campin' out.

[ineffablytartan]

[Aziraphale's too fond of his home comforts to ever really enjoy camping out.] I'm sure no one would mind if you camped out up here once or twice if you miss it.