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[a-fell.livejournal.com]

Oh dear...

I appear to have misplaced my Shaw. Has anyone seen a red book anywhere?

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[a-fell.livejournal.com]

I'm not going anywhere. There's a *river*.

[iopenthings]

::runs over::

Aziraphale? Crowley? What happened?

[kassandraloxias.livejournal.com]

::puts out a hand to keep Door at a safe distance::

Absinthe. Best not.

[iopenthings]

But... Aziraphale! and Crowley! Tom, come quick!

[aj-crawley.livejournal.com]

Lissten, I don't know what happened, I think ssomeone put ssomething in the abssinthe or ssomething, becausse I wass at the Crucifixion and then I wassn't, I wass home, and it wass the Apocalypsse, but then I couldn't find Aziraphale, and then I woke up on the floor and he wass like thiss. Tonkss, I think it might have been me.

[aj-crawley.livejournal.com]

Yess, yess, I know there iss, jusst dont' move. I went to get Tom (http://www.livejournal.com/community/milliways_bar/31209.html), he'll know ssome healing sspellss or ssomething.

[a-fell.livejournal.com]

Crawly?

Where's Crawly?

[aj-crawley.livejournal.com]

Look, I'm here. Can you ssee me? I need you to sstop moving, angel.

[a-fell.livejournal.com]

Hello Crawly!

Oh my, you're in trouble. I think Himself is looking for you...

[aj-crawley.livejournal.com]

Well, look, you besst sstay very sstill with me here, in casse He findss me. You don't want him to find me, do you?

[a-fell.livejournal.com]

That would be bad. I don't want bad things for you Crowley.

I *hurt*.

[young_tmriddle]

What happened? Did you see how this happened?

[a-fell.livejournal.com]

You should calm down, young man. Too much stress is bad for you. Have a grape.

[aj-crawley.livejournal.com]

I don't know, I don't know, I think it wass me.

Sshit, that'ss it. If it wass me... My clawss ssecrete thiss kind of... acid - I don't think the woundss will closse...

FUCK.

[iopenthings]

[OOC: Earlier comment in which Door actually succeeded in closing something, the logic of which I will be happy to explain later, has been deleted due to this comment.]

What do we do??

::begins to cry::

[samael-diablo.livejournal.com]

Bloody. Hell.

Someone's going to suffer for whatever was in that absinthe. Can I have a little room, please?

*concentrates*

[young_tmriddle]

*runs with wand out*
Here let me see.

There's so much blood. Let me try a general spell first.
*mutters under breath and points wand to one of the slashes*

[iopenthings]

Hold on... I have an idea, I think. I don't know if it will work.

::pushes past Kassandra to Aziraphale, puts her hand on one of the gashes, and concentrates::

[young_tmriddle]

*large white flash comes from wand*
Repare!

I can't tell if this is helping or not. I need to know what happened! If this is poisonous, I need to know so I can try something different.

Crowley, krasssh eesh sow thoss. Sharethss zkow sheth (What the hell did you do? I see silver blood on your claws)

[a-fell.livejournal.com]

*struggles*

What...

Who...?

Crowley?!

[aj-crawley.livejournal.com]

*looks on anxiously*

[clumsy_auror]

Here, Tom, let me help. *points wand at another wound, concentrates*

[clumsy_auror]

Bloody fucking hell, Crowley, what's going on? Do you need help? *draws wand, rushes over to the angel and Riddle without waiting for answer*

[young_tmriddle]

Tonks, I'm out of my league here. Do you know any more healing spells? I tried a few general ones and repare, but I've not done this for far too long.

[clumsy_auror]

They taught us some more advanced ones at the Academy. I'll do what I can.
*mutters a few more spells; the bleeding slows, but the wounds are still open*