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[unlikelyduo]

Aziraphale was curious about what he could get the young man to say once they went to this new place Crowley had said he had found. He was brought out of these thoughts when he noticed the look the other man was giving him. For someone who always wore sunglasses his face was rather expressive. It was almost kind of funny to see even if he was trying to call him out on something. The face did get a small grin out of the priest. He couldn’t understand how he could read so much emotion off his face when he was never able to see the man’s eyes.

“I’m allowed to worry about dangerous habits that put someone in danger as well.” Aziraphale pointed out. He did worry about other’s behavior. The choices they make. Aziraphale was also concerned about people’s wellbeing as well as their souls. The priest was very worried about the way Crowley drove. Simply because, while he was pretty good, was scary. He would be lying if he ever said that he wasn’t nervous whenever they got into the Bently. Maybe he should learn to drive so that they could get places safer without worrying about sudden death or injury? He’d have to lock that idea away for later.

Aziraphale fell into this little habit with Crowley. Not thinking much about it when he opened doors for him. He knew that in some places what that was when a young man did it for a lady. In some cases another man. But he never would have guessed what was on Anthony’s mind. He just thought he was being funny in a way. Or that it was a strange quirk. There were a few of them that he had noticed. So Aziraphale didn’t read too much into this. Just thanked the man for the polite action and got into the car.

Aziraphale couldn’t help but laugh at the excuse that this was a dangerous world. As true as that was, it didn't change the fact that his driving was insane. “Doesn’t mean we must add to it.” Climbing into his seat he shifted his eyes towards Crowley once he got inside. “None of us are perfect Crowley. I am aware there must be a few secrets they keep even from me.” He knew that there were things people kept to themselves. Things that he might now want to know about. Though he always wanted to hold on to the idea that people can be saved. That there is a chance at redemption. That was what his beliefs were founded on after all.

They both knew that there were plenty of other priests that didn’t really deserve their position. He knew he had heard stories of people who had taken advantage of the position. Something he had heard stories about. He could only hope that at the very least they were taken away from those positions. He would like nothing more than for them to see the inside of a cell if they hurt someone. But it was hard for them to allow such things. They tried to cover up too much in his opinion.

Aziraphale was preparing himself the best he could for the drive. Aziraphale would never get used to the way he drove. Crowley would drive like a mad man with the priest sitting next to him holding the handle for dear life. But at least food and the two of them could have a bit of a talk once they arrived. If they got there in one piece. He would hold back if he thought the man was uneasy. He was curious. He would love to know more about his friend. But even still there was a limit to what he was willing to push out of the man.

“Please when you’re driving pay attention to the road.” Aziraphale didn’t even try to hide the fact that he was a little nervous about riding with the man. He was going to be speeding. Taking his eyes off the road would give the priest too much unneeded anxiety. “I’m sure you know there’s a couple of things I would like to ask you.” He started settling back more into his seat. He was a bit nervous about crossing over any lines.

“Let’s start off easy then?” He asked looking towards Crowley. “Why do you always have those on? Something wrong with your eyes?” He had always wondered. There were plenty of things that he was going to ask. He would be wondering why he never seemed to want to go into the church. Where had he come from? How was it that he couldn’t remember seeing the man eat? There were a lot of things that were still unknown to him. Why did Crowley want to hang out with a priest? Surely that much have been dull for the man. There were so many people out there. Why  was he so interested in him? He could ask those as the day went on. For now he’d start with what he thought would be something simple. Maybe there was something wrong? A medical condition that made sunglasses easier for him?

Lonely Souls

unlikelyduo‌: * Aziraphale *

The two of them almost had a little routine of this. Crowley would make an offer to drive them somewhere, Aziraphale would try to find a reason as to why they should walk. He hadn’t seen Crowley actually be responsible for or be a part of an accident. But the way he drove still made him nervous. The way he sped through the streets, or the way swerved in and out of traffic. He could give him that there was some kind of skill in that driving. Either way watching the other man drive would always make him nervous. 

“I’m a priest. Worrying about something is pretty much what I do.” Be it someone’s soul, someone’s safety or even what’s bothering someone. Then again worrying might have been more from him than actually being a priest. He was always nervous or worried about something. Couldn’t argue with that. Crowley being that in car speeding down the road, whether he had been in an accident or not, didn’t change the fact that he was going to worry. Only took once didn’t it. He didn’t want to hear that news.

This was something that was really big. This idea and conversation. It wasn’t something did often. Crowley was so tight lipped about himself. He was giving the priest a chance to learn something about him. Aziraphale knew that he was going to have to be careful with the questions. Stepping over any line, could make him stop or get him to shut back up.

Crowley was set to stick with this. He was alright with letting him ask. That was right Crowley didn’t have to answer anything he didn’t want to. He could only ask see what happened. He knew that Crowley said that he was in a good mood but there was still the question of what might have brought this idea on. He didn’t want to miss this chance. But he would ask later about what made him feel comfortable enough to start this. He felt the brush of the other man as he moved passed him. He looked back to the car for a moment. 

Hearing the tone when he said confess got a small smile out of him. He knew what he was doing. He had done little things like that before. Moving to get into the car, still seeming a little uneasy about getting into the car. He knew that it would take a lot for him to keep his mouth shut about it. The music he had in the car might not have been much of a distraction. The man had strange test in his opinion. 

Aziraphale turned to look at him listening to him talk about some of the other priests he might have met. “Yes well.. Some of us don’t seem to understand what we’re supposed to be teaching.” He had heard stories like that before about other priests. It was why he tried to show that he could be understanding and better. They were supposed to be preaching and showing love towards people. Guiding them when they needed it. Not judging them and telling them what they were doing wrong with their lives. That wasn’t their place. 

Aziraphale was a priest but he liked the idea of different thoughts or opinions. He thought that was what made the world more interesting. People to talk to about how they might have viewed the world compared to him. There was a lot of ways that people might have disagreed with him. Crowley had a lot of interesting opinions, if he was going to be so closed minded how could he talk to the young man?

Crowley gave Aziraphale another look, which clearly told, even through his sunglasses, that he believed that the priest’s statement was pure bullshit. Of course he would have never phrased it in that way, not when it came to something that involved his target, but that didn’t change the fact that it was exactly what he was thinking. Besides, he had always thought that actions, and looks too, could speak louder than words anyway. Or at least they did when you knew how to make them speak your true mind and you wanted them to.

“Yeah, but you should be worried about people being bad and going to Hell, not about how I drive,” he talked back twirling the keys of the car in his fingers. What an odd thing to say, coming from the demon who was technically trying to steal a soul in that very moment. He wondered if the idea had ever crossed the man’s mind. Most likely it hadn’t. He was always too busy worrying about others to pay attention to what happened to his own person, for the most. It was something that Crowley found exasperating, because it meant that Aziraphale could have easily ended up in a lot of troubles.

“This is a dangerous world, Father,” he added as they approached the Bentley. “I assure you that a reckless but very skilled driver as myself is the last thing you need to worry about.” However, perhaps the priest should have worried about the “spawn of Hell” part of him. Pity that the man knew nothing of it. “Some of your parishioners…They aren’t exactly saints, are you aware of that?”

Oh, there were some promising souls in that crowd. They came to mass every Sunday, but during the week they seemed to forget about all the teachings the heard and agreed to and just dove into sinning. Nothing too big, nothing deadly, but each action was a step that led them a bit closest to the Pit. And Crowley was always glad to give them a little shove, just to make them walk a bit faster.

He stopped when they reached the car, reaching out to unlock it and opening the door for Aziraphale. It was another piece of routine they had developed, and a part of his silent, subtle, apparently unnoticed wooing. He acted like a gentleman around the priest, at least for the most, lending him his jacket, getting him through doors first, even fixing the other’s clothes, fingers touching nothing they shouldn’t, if it was needed. At first, he had to remind himself to do it every time, but it had quickly become a habit.

He just hummed in acknowledgement when Aziraphale agreed that some other priests were hardly what they should have been, choosing not to push the subject any further. They had the deal he had offered to manage and he would have needed his full focus to come up with the right mixture of lies and truth. If he had to be honest, he had expected the man to jump on the chance he had been given and to start asking questions right away, but apparently the priest had some reservations left to rein his curiosity in.

“So,” he resumed, once he has walked around the Bentley and got in himself. He slipped the keys in without even looking, his yellow eyes locked on the human from behind the lenses of his shades. “Aren’t you going to ask?” A smirk that was more confident than he truly felt stretched on his lips. “Come on, Father. I know you want to.”

#hellsrhapsody #lonely souls #[First post in five months holy shit. Hope its not terrible.]

[unlikelyduo]

Having the horseman, horsewoman? Horsewoman. War either way was not someone to really be messed with. The fact that she was here had been kind of a surprise. Really shouldn’t be, there was so much going on in the city of London these days. Seeing that War was something he really should have been expecting. Still the sight of her had actually startled him. The Blitz. He had changed things here and there to help with his own purposes. “London’s in a great city. Couldn’t leave it as a pile of ashe. I thought the Blitz had a big enough bang to it.” He might have played a few games sure. “Overdue?”.

@unlikelyduo has been incredibly patient 

“I like London. I do. But it’s been so boring lately. You didn’t even really let me get the Blitz off to a good bang–don’t think I don’t know you were playing games. So you’re really overdue.”

#warprotects #I liked it. #Hopefully this isn't terrible.

[unlikelyduo]

Aziraphale looked shocked when he heard the archangel calling for him. Get up? Oh Lord was he telling him they were going to be doing a bit of karaoke together? Aziraphale for a moment wasn’t sure if he should turn the offer down or not. Wasn’t often that he got to see Gabriel in such a state. Aziraphale, himself was well on his way to said state but it looked like the archangel got a bit of a head start. Taking another second to pause before finally moving up next to the other angel. It wasn’t often he got a chance to see Gabriel like this, or do something this casual with him. Aziraphale thought that maybe it might be fun. Santra. Of course Gabriel would enjoy Frank Santra. Not that Aziraphale could argue his taste. “Which one did you have in mind?” He asked still a little nervous.

🎤 @ Gabriel (Whichever you feel like. )

[Gabriel has picked ‘My Way’ by Frank Sinatra.]

Adjusting his bow tie and sidling up to the stage, Gabriel grabbed the microphone and scanned the crowd for sight of a colleague. “Aziraphale, get up here,” he said with a bubbly, drunken smile. “How about some Sinatra?”

Send 🎤 to do duet with my muse on the karaoke machine. | ACCEPTING

#homocatholism

[unlikelyduo]

The joke was just something he threw out so that he could calm himself down a little bit. The Slytherine was having a good time with this though. Wanted to see what would happen if they pulled this off. The room what would they find in there? What would happen when they get to the room? It was an escape if nothing else. SOmething that both of them wanted. At least that was something Crowley would like a way to avoid the other people here, family and other students alike. They were already starting to annoy him. They hadn’t even been here that long. Still keeping track of where they were or who was around. 

“You already know where all the best places are.” He looked at these places. Crowley had seen some of where Aziraphale had pointed out. They were good to avoid being caught, this one was a good place to meet up with the others were good to go to while they looked or to avoid getting spotted. “Already ready to sneak out to.” He teased smirking because Aziraphale at first seemed so uneasy about the idea of breaking some of the rules. Yet here he was marking all the places that they could hide out or meet up. Though he was just as curious about this room as he was. Maybe that was the real reason.

“That’s a good spot. “ He had a good idea for this. Crowley wasn’t sure what he was going to do aside from getting out of his room. Didn’t know how to get passed people looking for kids sneaking out. At least now he had someone that had something of an idea of where to start.

The Eagle’s Nest || unlikelyduo

unlikelyduo‌:

This place was something else. They couldn’t find the room just yet they had a chance to see the rest of the place. Moving stairs though? That made things kind of hard. But seems like other people were curious about this place. They weren’t the only ones here. Crowley was staring at the room. “No kidding.” Crowley had heard that it would be a maze here. But moving stairs was a whole new level to that. He hadn’t been paying attention to where they were standing. Hadn’t really minded it. He generally kept a distance with people. But he liked the Ravenclaw more than others. Least so far. 

Feeling his hand brush against his own made him look back down. Part of him nearly reached out to grab the others hand before he started talking. “You’re fine.” He smirked going back to his usual reaction which was teasing a bit. “If you wanted to be so close or hold hands you just have to ask.” The Slytherine joke before turning towards the statue that seemed to have grabbed his friends attention. “Get a wiggle on?” He repeated still staring at the odd piece that the Ravenclaw had been staring at. He was curious about what the thing was. But they were moving again. Aziraphale had some odd phrases he likes to throw out apparently.

Aziraphale blushed scarlet as they climbed the stairs.  He actually did want to hold Crowley’s hand but in the joking tone of his friend’s voice, it wasn’t going to be like that.  They were on the fourth floor and the Ravenclaw began muttering about where to find the next staircase.  There were several Gryffindors milling about, so he assumed that the entrance to their Common Room was nearby.

“The entrance to Ravenclaw is on the fifth floor,” he whispered to Crowley as they walked.  “If you ever feel inclined, there is an alcove that you could easily conceal yourself in and I could meet you outside of the door.”  He walked out to main stairwell again and hoped that the staircase wouldn’t change again.  He huffed out a breath.  “I’m not accustomed to climbing so many stairs,” he said, blushing again.

Aziraphale walked toward where the entrance for Ravenclaw Tower was located and showed Crowley the alcove.  “See?  Tucked just out of view.  You could easily hide from any Prefect that would be patrolling the hallways.”

#samwinterchesterbestkeptsecert #the eagle's nest

[unlikelyduo]

Crowley knew there could only be so many reasons that they were going to see the boss right now. Hearing that Aziraphale might know and that he didn’t think that Crowley was going to like the answer? Honestly that didn’t calm him down any. Driving towards the boss’s house he listened trying to keep himself calm until he heard the reason. Feeling his hands tighten around the steering wheel. Why hadn’t he heard about that being a chance? Why wouldn’t they have talked more about that? There was a part of him that wanted to go ahead and start towards an airport. He didn’t answer for a while because he wasn’t sure what to say. Not until he could hear Aziraphale’s voice. Asking him to say something.

He wasn’t sure what to say though. He could tell by Aziraphale’s tone that he needed him to say something. “Right.” He managed still gripping the wheel tightly. “Should I keep going there then?” He asked the idea of getting away not avoiding the meeting. Dealing with whatever came from just getting out now. Crowley didn’t want him near her. He hadn’t been a fan of the boss’s brat of a kid anyway and now they were trying to get her into an engagement with Aziraphale. There might have been the thought of killing her but he’d keep that quiet unless that became something they were seriously thinking about. “We can head straight for the airport.” He knew Aziraphale was going to explain that they were going to have to time this right. Didn’t mean he wanted to have to be anywhere near the situation.

They Can Never Know || unlikelyduo

#samwinterchesterbestkeptsecert #au mobster

[unlikelyduo]

Gaging how much of the boy’s powers were still there was all up to Adam himself. Crowley couldn’t tell. He had been aware of what he could do when his powers were still in full force but he couldn’t tell much more than that. As the Antichrist, Adam had so much power but it was all hidden. Even now he was still mostly hidden. They couldn’t find him without knowing where to look. That part had stayed. Couldn’t guess what he was by looking at him. 

There was only a few short days where doing just this, ruffling the child’s hair, could have gotten him in some serious trouble. What would have happened if he still had that power in him and Crowley tried that? He just felt the need to. Soft spot for children really shouldn’t be in him. He was a demon after all. Somehow though he couldn’t seem to explain it. He’d tried to get someone else to do it, but sitting here now with the kid? He had to admit he was glad they avoided shooting him or that he hadn’t been destroyed. There was a lot of energy and imagination in this one. Made him curious about what Adam could create given the time he had left. 

Giving the kind of power to twist reality to a young boy had been an interesting choice. The very idea that whatever he wanted or whatever he was made to believe came true. He had heard stories of things coming into being. Remembered hearing about the sunken city, that was always in the cards, but everything else? The monks and he was sure he heard about an alien or something around the area Adam lived. Aziraphale did warn him about strange happenings because of the Antichrist. He certainly wasn’t wrong about that. 

Adam’s rambling about his book idea actually didn’t sound terrible. There was a lot of stories someone could tell with happened. The TARDIS thing he was vaguely aware of what that was. Seen some human television since he was being here. He caught bits of the show but he didn’t get as involved with television as humans seemed to. 

“Yours doesn’t sound like a horrible way to go.” He answered rubbing the back of his neck for a quick second. “Certainly, seems to be something people like.” The time travel bit. He’d done the whole stopping of time before. Never really traveled back or forward. He’d lived through most of it. Didn’t see a reason to go back. Skipping ahead didn’t appeal either. Seeing the world change as years passed had been part of what he liked it here.

Crowley knew that the Hellhound was still there, it was still in the little dog. He didn’t see much of it anymore. No reason for it now that Adam wasn’t the Antichrist anymore. Still the dog was bound to him somehow in that way. So she would protect him and follow him. The demon didn’t think they would have to worry about his safety. A hellhound like that? She might mostly be a dog now but she would protect him. Seeing the flicker in that shadow? Crowley knew better than to even think of anything. Seemed that Adam missed the dog’s shadow and the demon’s own reaction. 

How long had he had the dog now? Since his birthday. Still couldn’t have been that long now. “Got her trained already?” He wondered how the dog felt being here on Earth. Not really killing anything, no souls to torment. If the animal was anything like him probably preferred what this world had to offer over what there was in Hell.

#ineffableduality

[unlikelyduo]

The two of them almost had a little routine of this. Crowley would make an offer to drive them somewhere, Aziraphale would try to find a reason as to why they should walk. He hadn’t seen Crowley actually be responsible for or be a part of an accident. But the way he drove still made him nervous. The way he sped through the streets, or the way swerved in and out of traffic. He could give him that there was some kind of skill in that driving. Either way watching the other man drive would always make him nervous. 

“I’m a priest. Worrying about something is pretty much what I do.” Be it someone’s soul, someone’s safety or even what’s bothering someone. Then again worrying might have been more from him than actually being a priest. He was always nervous or worried about something. Couldn’t argue with that. Crowley being that in car speeding down the road, whether he had been in an accident or not, didn’t change the fact that he was going to worry. Only took once didn’t it. He didn’t want to hear that news.

This was something that was really big. This idea and conversation. It wasn’t something did often. Crowley was so tight lipped about himself. He was giving the priest a chance to learn something about him. Aziraphale knew that he was going to have to be careful with the questions. Stepping over any line, could make him stop or get him to shut back up.

Crowley was set to stick with this. He was alright with letting him ask. That was right Crowley didn’t have to answer anything he didn’t want to. He could only ask see what happened. He knew that Crowley said that he was in a good mood but there was still the question of what might have brought this idea on. He didn’t want to miss this chance. But he would ask later about what made him feel comfortable enough to start this. He felt the brush of the other man as he moved passed him. He looked back to the car for a moment. 

Hearing the tone when he said confess got a small smile out of him. He knew what he was doing. He had done little things like that before. Moving to get into the car, still seeming a little uneasy about getting into the car. He knew that it would take a lot for him to keep his mouth shut about it. The music he had in the car might not have been much of a distraction. The man had strange test in his opinion. 

Aziraphale turned to look at him listening to him talk about some of the other priests he might have met. “Yes well.. Some of us don’t seem to understand what we’re supposed to be teaching.” He had heard stories like that before about other priests. It was why he tried to show that he could be understanding and better. They were supposed to be preaching and showing love towards people. Guiding them when they needed it. Not judging them and telling them what they were doing wrong with their lives. That wasn’t their place. 

Aziraphale was a priest but he liked the idea of different thoughts or opinions. He thought that was what made the world more interesting. People to talk to about how they might have viewed the world compared to him. There was a lot of ways that people might have disagreed with him. Crowley had a lot of interesting opinions, if he was going to be so closed minded how could he talk to the young man?

Lonely Souls

#hellsrhapsody #lonely souls #[Hopefully this isn't terrible. XD]

[unlikelyduo]

Crowley stopped when he saw the angel flinch. He was going to have a hard time with this. Crowley knew that. He was in a lot of pain right now, not to mention there was a lot on his mind to. This was done by his own side. Ok what had been his side. Crowley waited for a moment before starting back again. “This is going to take some time. You going to be alright?” 

“Well good thing I’m here.” Crowley joked weakly as he moved to help get rid of the offending article. Probably better to get rid of it like that than it was to actually take the thing off. He didn’t know what the damage would look like once he took the shirt away. 

#principality-of-the-eastern-gate

[unlikelyduo]

The TARDIS was something else. He was not sure what they actually in. There was nothing like this on this planet. The demon knew that without even asking. He knew there were other planets with people living on it. He didn’t get the chance to see what was on those worlds or what the world the Doctor was from was like. Judging from this machine he was currently looking at they must have been something fascinating. 

“It’s a lot better than the other room. So yeah. I don’t think I have any complaints about this.” 

Open- You are safe//Tenth Doctor(AJ Crowley needed- no genderbent)

unlikelyduo‌:

heavensmostterrifyingweapon‌:

He was trying to walk like normal. Once he was helped out of the bed he tried taking a step but that one step was enough for him to stumble some. Great. He really was that bad off. Lucky for him Doc had been able to stop him from falling over. He was of course in worse shape than he wanted to admit. 

He didn’t have to look behind him to know that Aziraphale was following them. He was aware that he was going to. “Could get lost in this thing.” He couldn’t help but look around as the walked to another room. “Place is huge.” 

The Doctor was looking at him and he nodded “The TARDIS is rather big, some describe it as infinite.” He was walking down the halls and doing his best to keep the demon upright. He took another turn and came to a bedroom and opened the door. It was clean and rather comfortable looking. The bed was large and seemed nicely made. The time lord helped him over to the bed “Hope this is to your likely, should be better than a medical bed.”

#heavensmostterrifyingweapon

[unlikelyduo]

Aziraphale loved the idea of their usual spot. Good place to get a drink and of course something to eat. Crowley probably wasn’t that interested in the food but they never let them down on drinking. The angel smiled because that was a good place to start. “Sounds lovely.” He answered squeezing the demon’s hand lightly. “And I you dear.” Aziraphale smiled as they started towards their usual dining spot.

Open- Don’t leave me//AJ Crowley(Aziraphale needed- no genderbent)

unlikelyduo‌:

heavensmostterrifyingweapon‌:

They were never really the kind to turn down a chance to drink. They could go back to the shop or they could go to this nice little place that wasn’t far from here. Aziraphale was never really that picky about it. He hoped that Crowley was a little calmer now that they were both on the same page. “So where would you like to go for that drink?” 

Crowley was looking at him and he smiled “How about our usual?” he asked. He was still holding his hand. He wanted to spend as much time as he possibly could with his angel. It always made him feel better when he was with him. It was taking his mind off all the bad things. “I love you so much, angel.”Now that he had said it once, it didn’t seem as hard.

#heavensmostterrifyingweapon

[unlikelyduo]

Listening to the angel going on made the demon sigh. He could say things without thinking. But that wasn’t ever the worst thing she would have heard. Seeing him like this showed that there was at least something different. Crowley knew that there was some issues the angel had about himself. This spew he was getting out of him now only seemed to prove that. Sighing she moved to sit down in front of him. “Look, angel. I’m pretty sure I get to pick who I hang out with. I enjoy your company. Isn’t that the whole point? Question is, do you still want me coming around?” That was the important part wasn’t it? She wanted to keep seeing him. Wanted to keep being around him, but if he decided that he didn’t want her here what could she do about it?”

#angelic-rebels

[unlikelyduo]

I might be out for a few days.

My dumb diabetic ass got myself into DKA and sounds like I’m being moved to ICU. :(

#ooc #opps

[unlikelyduo]

Crowley could get behind doing things for fun. But the fact that they could just make up a disguise themselves that was so obvious. They weren’t human they could change anything they wanted. Right down to their gender if they wanted to. Least how people saw them. Shouldn’t that be enough. He enjoyed that part sometimes. Used it a couple of times himself.

“A fake one? What’s the point of those. Could just grow one. Though I don’t think that is going to go well with the current look.” He had one years back. Was a bit of a weird look for him back then, he could only imagine how he would look now with one. Leaning against the counter as Gabriel reached over trying to grab a key card. “You good?” He asked already grinning.

“That was going to be my first guess.” He answered hearing him correct himself or at least try to dodge the idea that it was anything like that. “Though not sure I”m that convinced that it wasn’t. Least something rather shady. “So if you weren’t running anything with prostitution does that mean you were the prostitue?” He asked smirking still wondering what the archangel was doing in a place like this.

“We’re supposed to thrive in hostile environments. I can work with them. Just really get enough of hostile environment at home. Why do I want to deal with it here?” It was in his mind a decent question. Hell was bad enough. Why look for it when he was on Earth? This place was a bit of an escape after all.

unlikelyduo‌:

“Why do we need any kind of disguises?” He was not for any of these. He had the glasses and they could probably do something about people seeing them. He didn’t see the point in all of this. Other than it was an odd sense of humor for an angel. Maybe he was like Crowley and had been on Earth for too long. The clip board suddenly appearing in his hands none of that seemed needed but he was keeping quiet about it. But honestly this was a strange thing to watch. Rather amusing to see all the same.

Watson? Hey he was rather proud about the Serpent of Eden thing. Well that and the M25. That one actually might even be better than the apple thing. But Crowley didn’t know if the other had even seen it. Oh wait were they leaving now?

“What we’re just going like that? Popping in…” He didn’t get much of the place like that. The demon looked around at the hotel. Yeah that was great. Crowley frowned. “This place was where you were talking about staying?” It was a rundown and kind of shady looking place. 

“The disguises are just for fun,”  Gabriel explained as he hopped the concierge counter and started clicking things on the computer.  There were no employees to be seen. “We can start you off with a fake mustache if you think you need to ease into it.  I’ll even get you a fresh one if you want to go that route.” Three, four, five clicks and he was hoisting himself back across the counter, key card in hand. 

Gabriel picked a suitcase up off the floor that had probably been there before.   At the very least he’d intended to bring it, so it was there now.   The world often bent in mysterious and impossible ways when he wanted it to. It was convenient. “Yes, this is the place.  It’s beautiful, isn’t it?  I used to do quite a business in places like this back in the day.”  He smiled fondly for a moment before realizing what he’d accidentally implied. “Not prostitution.” 

Without actually explaining himself Gabriel turned and headed towards the elevator.   “So are you the classy kind of demon who would never set foot in a place like this?  Or the kind who thrives in hostile environments?”  He asked as the elevator screeched into place and the doors opened.  

#tricksterreformed

[unlikelyduo]

Aziraphale was expecting the scene around them. The demons didn’t need the drinking to be all for getting into that mood. Just the music and atmosphere was enough for them. Drinking was probably just a plus. Didn’t mean it didn’t make him a little uneasy. After all they were still angels in a room full of the fallen. They were left alone for the most part. Everyone too busy having a good time. Which Aziraphale was thankful for. Smiling at the suggestion because there was probably something amusing that would happen during the party. “I think that sounds like a lovely suggestion.” He nodded getting a drink and being away from most people and just talking about what they saw? Wouldn’t be a bad way to spend the day. “If they decide to play something a little less suggestive.” He commented with a small grin and a shake of his head. Seemed to be a lot of the playlist so far.

“You look like you were dragged here by a friend too. We should stick together.” [Aziraphale.]

Miel basically threw her arms around the angel, relieved to meet a familiar face. “I actually came alone, isn’t that sad? But I am very glad to see you!”

#sweetsamiel

[unlikelyduo]

Crowley stared at the injuries. They really went all out on this didn’t they? Shit he felt a need to kill each one of them again. Starting with Gabriel he’d work his way down or up or whatever their system was. But they really did go a bit too far with him. Taking a deep breath to calm himself down the demon started to get to work on the angel’s injuries. 

“Well good thing I’m here.” Crowley joked weakly as he moved to help get rid of the offending article. Probably better to get rid of it like that than it was to actually take the thing off. He didn’t know what the damage would look like once he took the shirt away. 

#principality-of-the-eastern-gate

[unlikelyduo]

Crowley had come back with the sense that they were going to pick things up. Finish whatever it was they were so angry about. It seemed like a stupid fight, but it was one that she wasn’t letting go like that. He had thrown her out for no reason other than asking what was wrong with him. Aziraphale was having some kind of problem clearly. So he was worried now, the anger she felt coming back was gone. Seeing him drop down like that a hand went to his shoulder trying to calm him down some. She hated seeing him like this. Didn’t know what had happened or how he had been so angry with her today to being on his knees like a total mess.

It took a couple times of her opening and closing her mouth to finally be able to answer. She hadn’t been expecting him to be this upset. “We’ve had worse fights over the years angel. I’m not going anywhere.” There was no way she could still be upset with him seeing him like this.

He looked like shit. Judging from what was around the room he had drunken himself stupid. She wasn’t much better she didn’t have nearly the same amount in her system but she had done it before. Hell they had gotten this drunk together on several occasions. “Certainly have been busy.” She stated looking around at the mess he had left in his stupor. How many bottles were there? He had them on his own because Crowley hadn’t been around to share anything. Been kicked out a few hours ago.

“Came back because I wasn’t finished with you. Just needed a moment to calm down. Seems you’ve been having a rough night since I’ve left.”

#angelic-rebels

[unlikelyduo]

He was trying to walk like normal. Once he was helped out of the bed he tried taking a step but that one step was enough for him to stumble some. Great. He really was that bad off. Lucky for him Doc had been able to stop him from falling over. He was of course in worse shape than he wanted to admit. 

He didn’t have to look behind him to know that Aziraphale was following them. He was aware that he was going to. “Could get lost in this thing.” He couldn’t help but look around as the walked to another room. “Place is huge.” 

Open- You are safe//Tenth Doctor(AJ Crowley needed- no genderbent)

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Crowley was knew they were only trying to help and really he wasn’t in a good position to make any arguments about it. He was beat to hell. That was the best way he could put that even if the word choice was a bit of a pun. But he figured they weren’t wrong. Didn’t mean he had to like it. “Can’t argue with that.” The bed wasn’t the most comfortable thing. 

“Let’s get this over with can’t we?” Because he didn’t need to make this drag on too long. Another room or at least another bed seemed like a nice change. 

The Doctor was looking at him. He waited for Crowley to be ready before he helped the demon up. He wanted to make sure that Crowley would be okay. He was sure he would be comfortable in a nicer room with a better bed. Something closer to a normal bedroom at least. He helped Crowley to another room. The TARDIS had many rooms and the hallways seemed confusing in places. He noticed the angel had got up and followed as well.

#heavensmostterrifyingweapon