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[a-fell.livejournal.com]

*Aziraphael comes into the bar. He tosses an empty breadbag into the bin behind the Bar as he passes, and goes outside to the lake to water and threaten his tiny sprouting apple tree. It's a while before he comes back in, looking tired*

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[last_adam]

*And if the Angel were to think that Adam may miss how tired he looks, he'd be sorely mistaken.*

[a-fell.livejournal.com]

*Aziraphael lifts his hand, acknowledging Adam, then goes to the bar and orders himself a bottle of Atlantean and a single glass.

One might almost think he were hinting something*

[last_adam]

*Adam follows him to the bar, gets himself a glass, and sits down, pointedly taking the bottle and putting it in front of himself instead of Aziraphael. He doesn't poor anything, and simply raises his eyebrows.*

[a-fell.livejournal.com]

You're still human. And I'm not in the mood to give you a new liver.

*he takes the bottle back and pours himself a glass, scratching at the label in order not to have to catch Adam's eye*

[last_adam]

*Adam glares, takes the bottle back, and pours himself some anyway, and then moves the bottle to the other side of him.*

And you may not be human, but your body can still be ruined. Care to be growing yourself new organs on a semi-regular basis?

[gil-whimple.livejournal.com]

"Hello, sir," Gil says, laden tray in hand. "Can I get you some tea?"

[a-fell.livejournal.com]

*Aziraphael smiles at him thinly*

Thank you, but no. I'm not in the mood for tea.

[gil-whimple.livejournal.com]

"Ah," Gil says, nodding. "A night where the bar staff come into their own. Tea isn't always appropriate."

He places a basket of paradoxes on the table as usual. "I have heard," he says quietly, "that Miss Tonks has been quite unwell. I do hope she is making a recovery."

[a-fell.livejournal.com]

*his smile softens slightly*

She's doing well, yes, and I'm sure she'd appreciate your having asked after her, Gil.

[gil-whimple.livejournal.com]

"Oh I'm so glad," Gil says with relief. "I'd go and see her but - well, Bernard is so forbidding when he's worried that somehow I feel that it would be an intrusion. However, if sunny would like to come and play in the kitchen with me - to give her Mum and dad a bit of a rest - she'd be very welcome."

He pauses and says. "You were all very brave."

[guppy_sandhu]

Guppy, who is sitting at the bar playing chess with a flamingo the size of a pint glass, glances up and sees Aziraphael.

"Hello. Are you okay?"

[a-fell.livejournal.com]

*the angel looks at him*

As well as can be expected, I suppose.

[guppy_sandhu]

"Would you like a drink? You look tired."

He is in a ridiculously good mood, and would probably buy drinks for the entire bar had he got enough money on him.

[a-fell.livejournal.com]

*Aziraphael raises his bottle of Atlantean in salute*

Thank you all the same, but I'm quite set.

[guppy_sandhu]

Guppy smiles. "Okay."

He sips his beer and moves his rook.

"So is it busy in the health inspector business at the moment?" he says, thinking he has remembered Aziraphael's occupation from their last conversation and still not having realised that he had entirely the wrong end of the stick.

[awesome_lilly]

Lilly spots Aziraphael, and smiles warmly as she walks over.

"What up, sai angel?"

[a-fell.livejournal.com]

*Aziraphael very carefully places the empty glass next to the small collection he's building, and picks up a full one. He regards the glasses thoughtfully*

It's almost modern art. Do you suppose I should make a pyramid?

[awesome_lilly]

Lilly sits down, eyes the glasses and Aziraphael.

"You could," she says thoughtfully. "A Sphinx'd be cooler but much harder to pull off."

[a-fell.livejournal.com]

It was prettier before.

*he sips his wine, able to slow down now he's made the first moves toward getting rather drunk*

When it was a lion.

[awesome_lilly]

"I'll take your word for it," Lilly says. She looks at him.

"Any particular reason you're building empty-glass pyramids? I mean, other than the obvious one?"

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

Ace watches an angel storm through the bar.

She then watches an angel return.

She taps the Bar, and a cup of tea appears next to him.

"Y'alright?"

[a-fell.livejournal.com]

Which answer would you like?

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

"... Honest one. S'only fair, I haven't been able to BS anyone for quite a long time." She worries about her friends.

[a-fell.livejournal.com]

*he smiles faintly*

Then I'm drunk and maudlin. How're you?

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

"Stoic and depressed." She returns, fiddling with the straw of her Brown Cow.