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isleofavalon2021-02-03 07:55 pm
temptationaccomplished) wrote in isleofavalon2021-02-03 07:55 pm
It's so stimulating being your hat.
🧙 WHO: Aziraphale, Crowley, and Alec.
⚔️️ WHAT: 🌌🗡️ The Libryrinth, part 1. - In which the Angel goes exploring and gets himself into a tight spot.
🕒 WHEN: Idk February
🗺️ WHERE: The LIBRARY
⚠️ WARNINGS: Alec will probably say the F word at least once. Crowley might too. The Angel might kiss the demon. They're terribly ill-prepared for a battle and incredibly incompetent, but they're living their best lives and living out not-so-secret hero and damsel-in-distress fantasies. You've been warned.
"I shouldn't be gone long, but if I'm not back by...say, midnight, I suppose you'd best let Crowley know."
It was now only half 'til ten. The angel had been gone since nine, with his notes and his ridiculous thrill at playing sleuth. He was intelligent, so whatever puzzle he had in mind to solve, Lamassu expected Aziraphale to have solved it by now. Which meant he had probably gotten himself in over his head and, since he rarely practiced his magic, he was likely very defenseless. There was nothing for it. Lamassu couldn't very well go in after him; They would alert the Librarian. Lamassu were regal guards. They did not enter establishments unlawfully. Nor had They been designed for stealth and lurking or breaking curfew. (For that matter, neither had the Angel...)
So someone would have to alert the Demon.
Well, it certainly wasn't going to be Lamassu. Then someone might get ideas about Them being being a messenger service. Or worse, concerned. So They went to the being most suited for the task...
"We were hoping you might bring this matter to the attention of your human counterpart and the Demon Crowley," Lamassu finished explaining drolly to the grim whippet, "in the hope that they might rescue Our counterpart from the Library. We highly suggest you encourage them to bring a snack and perhaps a light sweater for the Principality. He was...ill-prepared."
They turned to go.
"Oh. And We suggest they exercise prudence. Do not allow them to be disruptive. We know this will be difficult for creatures of their nature. But the Librarian does not take kindly to intruders."
---
The librarian passed by underneath and he held his breath, stilled his motion and waited. She continued on, her candle lantern flickering into the distance once again along the circuit of her patrol. With her out of earshot, Aziraphale drew an arrow in chalk at the split between path options (this was definitely not his first labyrinth and likely wouldn't be his last), doodled the path and the odd markings into his notes, and carefully continued along the tops of the shelves.
⚔️️ WHAT: 🌌🗡️ The Libryrinth, part 1. - In which the Angel goes exploring and gets himself into a tight spot.
🕒 WHEN: Idk February
🗺️ WHERE: The LIBRARY
⚠️ WARNINGS: Alec will probably say the F word at least once. Crowley might too. The Angel might kiss the demon. They're terribly ill-prepared for a battle and incredibly incompetent, but they're living their best lives and living out not-so-secret hero and damsel-in-distress fantasies. You've been warned.
"I shouldn't be gone long, but if I'm not back by...say, midnight, I suppose you'd best let Crowley know."
It was now only half 'til ten. The angel had been gone since nine, with his notes and his ridiculous thrill at playing sleuth. He was intelligent, so whatever puzzle he had in mind to solve, Lamassu expected Aziraphale to have solved it by now. Which meant he had probably gotten himself in over his head and, since he rarely practiced his magic, he was likely very defenseless. There was nothing for it. Lamassu couldn't very well go in after him; They would alert the Librarian. Lamassu were regal guards. They did not enter establishments unlawfully. Nor had They been designed for stealth and lurking or breaking curfew. (For that matter, neither had the Angel...)
So someone would have to alert the Demon.
Well, it certainly wasn't going to be Lamassu. Then someone might get ideas about Them being being a messenger service. Or worse, concerned. So They went to the being most suited for the task...
"We were hoping you might bring this matter to the attention of your human counterpart and the Demon Crowley," Lamassu finished explaining drolly to the grim whippet, "in the hope that they might rescue Our counterpart from the Library. We highly suggest you encourage them to bring a snack and perhaps a light sweater for the Principality. He was...ill-prepared."
They turned to go.
"Oh. And We suggest they exercise prudence. Do not allow them to be disruptive. We know this will be difficult for creatures of their nature. But the Librarian does not take kindly to intruders."
---
The librarian passed by underneath and he held his breath, stilled his motion and waited. She continued on, her candle lantern flickering into the distance once again along the circuit of her patrol. With her out of earshot, Aziraphale drew an arrow in chalk at the split between path options (this was definitely not his first labyrinth and likely wouldn't be his last), doodled the path and the odd markings into his notes, and carefully continued along the tops of the shelves.