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Post by Herbert von Krolock on May 18, 2008 2:08:24 GMT -5
The waves were crashing on the shore, and two figures were walking along the crest of the cliffs.
The taller one shook out a blanket and sat down delicately on it.
"Are you cold?" Herbert asked Aziraphale.
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Post by Aziraphale on May 18, 2008 2:11:09 GMT -5
*Protected as he was by a particularly hideous sweater, the angel was not in the least bit cold.*
"I'm fine, dear," *Aziraphale assured him, kneeling down on the blanket and setting down their basket.*
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Post by Herbert von Krolock on May 18, 2008 2:12:09 GMT -5
"Are you certain you don't want my cloak, then?"
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Post by Aziraphale on May 18, 2008 2:13:57 GMT -5
"I don't want you to catch a chill-"
*Of course, he reasoned, as a vampire, that was out of the question.*
"Sit- we can share it."
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Post by Herbert von Krolock on May 18, 2008 2:16:17 GMT -5
Herbert crawled closer- carefully, so as not to muss his breeches or stockings- and planted himself next to the angel, kissing his cheek as he did so. He pulled one side of his cloak up over Aziraphale's shoulders.
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Post by Aziraphale on May 18, 2008 2:19:08 GMT -5
*With a happy smile, Aziraphale began to unpack food from the basket. Technically, neither of them needed to eat, (not normal food, anyway.) But the angel, for one, had become accustomed to the habit. And indulged in it frequently.*
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Post by Herbert von Krolock on May 18, 2008 2:20:18 GMT -5
"You do enjoy your cake, don't you?" Herbert said fondly.
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Post by Aziraphale on May 18, 2008 2:23:14 GMT -5
"I do have a few vices that I indulge in, my dear boy."
*Cake was one. Books were another. Herbert himself was his favorite.*
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Post by Herbert von Krolock on May 18, 2008 2:28:30 GMT -5
Herbert cut a slice and speared a chunk of it on a fork, then held it out for Aziraphale to eat.
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Post by Aziraphale on May 18, 2008 2:30:45 GMT -5
*With a good-natured laugh, Aziraphale took a bite, managing to get a small amount of icing on his lip.*
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Post by Herbert von Krolock on May 18, 2008 2:31:52 GMT -5
((Oh, that's a setup there.))
Herbert smiled and kissed away the frosting.
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Post by Aziraphale on May 18, 2008 2:37:14 GMT -5
((You know you love me. Shame? What's that?))
*Aziraphale laughed into the kiss happily. Being with Herbert often reduced him to this, he mused. Unable to go five minutes without laughing out of pure happiness.
He picked up another piece of cake on his fork.*
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Post by Herbert von Krolock on May 18, 2008 2:38:06 GMT -5
Herbert teasingly eased the fork toward the angel's mouth.
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Post by Aziraphale on May 18, 2008 2:39:40 GMT -5
"You're terrible," *Aziraphale informed him, his mouth now full of cake.*
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Post by Herbert von Krolock on May 18, 2008 2:40:56 GMT -5
"You eat it. I'm not going to."
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