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Post by Aziraphale on Aug 14, 2008 20:06:41 GMT -5
"Crowley, just open the door!" *he said forcefully.*
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Post by Crowley on Aug 14, 2008 20:08:13 GMT -5
The combination of what Magda said and the tone of Aziraphale's voice finally got to Crowley, and he unlocked and opened the door.
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Post by Magda on Aug 14, 2008 20:09:09 GMT -5
Magda stormed up to him, glared for a few seconds, and then slapped him hard across the face before helping Aziraphale carry Herbert in.
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Post by Crowley on Aug 14, 2008 20:10:44 GMT -5
Crowley touched his face absently before going to sit down.
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Post by Magda on Aug 14, 2008 20:13:28 GMT -5
"All right, Azraffle, sit down... he's safe, I've got him..."
The Romanian woman draped Herbert across Aziraphale's lap before going to stand by the wall with her arms crossed.
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Post by Aziraphale on Aug 14, 2008 20:16:04 GMT -5
"Thank you," *Aziraphale said to Magda with a grateful smile that didn't quite reach his eyes. He didn't look at Crowley, and he certainly tried not to look at the state Herbert was in.
He hoped that Crowley would be understanding about the blood staining his expensive sofa.*
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Post by Magda on Aug 14, 2008 20:26:40 GMT -5
Magda pulled Crowley aside.
"Hlet's give sem a moment."
She looked at him and tried to frown, but instead only sighed and hugged him as she pulled him into the next room.
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Post by Crowley on Aug 14, 2008 20:38:39 GMT -5
He hugged her back. "I'm sorry," he said quietly. He gazed sadly at the angel and the vampire.
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Post by Aziraphale on Aug 14, 2008 20:42:07 GMT -5
*Aziraphale tried very hard not to look at the retreating figures of Crowley and Magda, and instead tried to distract himself from his current situation by stroking Herbert's poor dirty, tangled hair.*
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Post by Magda on Aug 14, 2008 20:48:35 GMT -5
"You have a hlot of nerves-" Magda began, but she caught herself. "Oh, Croilly..."
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Post by Crowley on Aug 14, 2008 20:53:18 GMT -5
He ignored Magda, watching the angel stroking Herbert's hair. He seemed to love it so much. All Crowley wanted to do was take a pair of scissors— no, not scissors, something worse, like a butter knife— and cut it all off.
He walked into the next room. "Listen, um, he's probably pretty uncomfortable with that hair all over the place. Think maybe we should cut it or something?"
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Post by Aziraphale on Aug 14, 2008 20:55:17 GMT -5
"No- no, I don't think that will be necessary," *Aziraphale said automatically.*
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Post by Magda on Aug 14, 2008 21:01:01 GMT -5
Magda went back to her place by the wall and watched silently. She was fairly certain that Crowley would never forgive her for what she had done, but she'd known Herbert longer. At the same time, though, Crowley had always been kinder to her than Herbert... She decided it was better to just stand there without taking a side anymore.
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Post by Crowley on Aug 14, 2008 21:47:11 GMT -5
"You sure?"
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Post by Aziraphale on Aug 14, 2008 21:48:46 GMT -5
"Yes, I am quite sure," *he said forcefully.*
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