he (WANTED) to tell crowley;

VOICEPOST;

Er. I’m sure this is one big misunderstanding sir, really. Yes, I’m aware of the crisis a failed Apocalypse could ensue, but surely you don’t think—...what about saving the ducks? Ah, complicated paperwork. Right. Yes, I see. But if for one moment you could consider the dire n—

[ lands heavily on top of something with a soft ‘oof!’ ]

Well, that certainly wasn’t a pleasant landing. Hello? Er, hello out there—? This looks an awful lot like Amsterdam, I must say. Hm, well this is certainly a predicament. Would anyone be kind enough to direct me to the nearest pay phone? Or at the very least a ... oh.

Oh, my. Where on Earth ...?

[ ooc; COMPLETE RESTART! Az remembers nothing at all about the City, and has been taken from the middle of the book just as he’s sent back up to Heaven after discovering ‘The Nice and Accurate Prophesies of Agnes Nutter, Witch’ book. So no apocalypse, yet~ ]

My absence as of late is entirely inexcusable, and shall not be tolerated. Please, do accept my deepest apologies, and I’d wish to—ah, they’re here, already prompt for once, I daresay? I’ll return as soon as I am able, my dears. Do take care of yourselves while Crowley and I attend to other occupational matters?

...this never ceases, does it?

[ ooc; explained there! ♥ hiatus~ ]

...It seems as though I’ve missed quite a lot, in my absence. a terrible, terrible shame ineffability be damned, for once.

(  PRIVATE TO ADAM, CROWLEY, LYRA, NAOTO, AND NILL;  )

I have my suspicions.

[ ooc; replies a little slow, maybe? x.x moving time tomorrow! ]

(  private, completely unhackable;  )

Cardinal, I have not forgotten. We should meet with one another for a chat quite soon. If not immediately after I have recovered.

EDITED SEVERAL MINUTES LATER;
• chalk
• book
• prayer
• candles
• space
• herbs
• apology

[ ooc; az is gone as of now. he’s on a mission, and won’t be back for a while. dunno how long~:3 ]

Right, well. I’m afraid that under these awful circumstances, there really is nothing left but to, ah, assist in any way possible.

ATTENTION!

Might I inquire a bit of everyone’s time, just for a moment? If those of us still remaining on the outside of this, er—thing?—would be so kind as to donate anything at all, such as blankets, food, or some sort of aid that may be given to those currently trapped inside this monster creature, it would be greatly appreciated. Do refer everything to me, my dears? I shall make sure it is kindly distributed as equally as possible, for I’d rather everyone be comfortable inside. Yes? I rather hope this helps.

(  private, fairly hackable;  )

Ah, Lyra, Roger! You are both well, I trust? Let me know if there is anything I can do while I am out and about, hmm? And you as well, Crowley dear. Nill? If you require anything after that ordeal I am here, you know that.

[ ooc; sooo~! az has decided to pull the good deed, and he’ll be gathering up any donations today in order to, um. provide them to those who are still stuck in the blob by pushing them in. :3 I hope that’s okay! feel free to mention seeing a worried angel puttering about, asking for said donations. XD ]

Oh—my—

Dost mine eyes deceive? Loveliest, grandest, dearest Chariot of the Gods! Thou shalt be tended to with the nimblest of hands, thy exterior will be properly cleaned and shined with the holiest of water, for thou art a breathtaking —er? work of glorious transportation!

[ ooc; he isn’t cursed by cupid, he’s just being silly with crowley :3 and, apparently, his car <3 ]

War, my dear. Is this your doing, might I ask? Though if you still require my assistance in that particular endeavor of yours mentioned previously, my offer still stands. Adam, you as well.

Cardinal dei Medici. A word, at your convenience.

Nill, dear? I’d like to speak with you also, when you find the time. If your friends would not object to a spot of tea, of course.

my work shall have to wait today, so it may seem.

(  PRIVATE TO LYRA; ENTIRELY UNHACKABLE  )

Ngk--bugger, it would've been nice to have some warning! Oi, Az--dammit---hey, you guys, the doors are open and we're going back for a whi---Aziraphale! Don't forget that book!

Wha--oh, yes! Of course! Thank you dea--did anyone feed the ducklings, today? Oh my, what if we can't find anyone to take care of them while we're gone--? Ah, that's--er, not mine--

Yeah, I fed them earlier today--Killer, get out of my pock--okay, fine you can come. And don't worry about it, I'm sure Lyra and Naoto-san and that new guy can handle it.....it's not yours? Are you sure? It's one of those harliquin novels, so it's certainly not mine...

It most certainly is not! I'd kindly like to point out tha--dear, no, that's your sock, see? As I was sayin--oh no. Do you think that everyone will be all right, here? What if something happens to them--what if they did us for some reason? We can't just--leave so suddenly, and--I do hope they notice the extra tea cups, and the new kettle--oh! And the fresh blankets, they're all in the cupboard, oh and I'm leaving a few books behind for Nill, these were her favorite--and a few for Naoto as well, she seemed to like those--oh, and do you think we packed enough--?

Never know with you, but then I'm not mentioning the one you hid under the mattress--ah, so it is my sock. Well, doesn't matter which suitcase it goes in, it's going to the same place--and yes, we can leave suddenly because if we don't we'll be stuck here---oh, that reminds me. Zah! If I come back and find out you haven't eaten or slept and got yourself into trouble, I'm never treating you to sushi again. Got it? And Nill, take care of yourself, and Lyra, that goes for you, too. Oh, and if Captain Hook gets back, will someone tell him I said 'it was nice knowing you? 'Preciate it.

But those are not my--ah, that's rather funny, my name seems to be written in the cover--? I'll take your socks with me, my dear, not to worry! Oh, oh, and wait! [ frantic scrambling toward the monitor ] Yes indeed, Zaheela? Do try to take care of yourself while we're away, and trust in the fact that there are those who care about you exceedingly, and would be more than willing to help should you need it. Nill darling, don't forget about what I gave you, hmm? Whether I am near to you in body or not, it will always be with you, and I should feel more at ease if you used it when you require any assistance. Also, Adam and Lyra--I'm not particularly worried about your wellbeing for you two seem perfectly capable of taking care of yourselves, though I'd like to wish you luck, all the same. Ah, and Smee my dear--I've left plenty of pre-made baking mixes for you to try your hand at whenever you like--they'll go to waste, if you don't! Have I--remembered everything--? Oh bother, my glasses--!

*sarcasm*Your name's on the inside cover? Fancy that~ I wonder how it could've gotten there~? Oh and here are your glass---oh bugger---c'mon, angel, we gotta go! Oh, and last and least, Franky--Swallow--don't miss me too much~? So long, City! I’ll see ya when I see ya!

[ ooc; HIATUS~! ♥ ]

How lovely! Do accept my apologies for lack of a proper entry upon the subject of yesterday’s curse, but I was much too occupied with the array stunning architecture, literature, furniture, oh and dear me, the cooking that it provided—I hadn’t the time to explain, even now! Goodness, the memories are simply breathtaking, I must say. However, there seems to be so very much to do this evening, I’m afraid.

So very much to do.

[ ooc; um. yeah, az is sorta pseudo-stalking nill after she left their apartment a few days ago, and he hasn’t been home since, seeing as he’s been sitting outside of where she is now, watching over her for a while. lol? blame the worried mommy in the angel, plz! XD ]

HELP, HELP, HELP, HELP, HELP!

OH, FOR THA’ BLOODY LOVE OF—

BUY US!

Look, I think I speak for the ‘ole lot of us when I say tha’ we’ve been stewin’ within these ‘ere bookshelves for centuries. Centuries, for bugger’s sake! AIN’T I GETTIN’ THROUGH TA’ YOU LIVIN’ FOLK, YET? Books, when at a bloody well off bookstore, are meant ta’ be sold, ya’ follow me? SOLD. An’ we haven’ ever been sold before, good masters and mistresses!

Oh, now don’ go spreadin’ about the rumor mill though, would’ja mind? We canno’ complain too much when tha’ there angel is takin’ care of us poor things, wha’ with all the time he puts in to tidying us up a bit an’ making sure we’re properly read an’ such, then. Tha’ there Azzy ‘as quite a pair of ‘ands, let me tell you! They’re always so well kept and the like, rather soft if you follow me. We’re always lookin’ forward to dustin’ day, tha’s for sure!

THA’S ONLY PROBLEM IS THA’ THERE DEMON. . .

Ah, well. Time for the revolution then, eh?

[ ooc; um? :3 az's books are alive, but it looks like there's only one spokesperson for them all? <3 ]

Er, would, um. Anyone know of where this place might be precisely, my dears? It looks as if I’ve been relocated THOUGH TO STATE THAT I AM SHOCKED BY THIS NEWS WOULD BE A LIE, TO SAY THE LEAST ON THE MATTER. Hm. Oddly enough, I don’t suppose this is very much like the purgatory that I am vaguely familiar with QUITE THE OPPOSITE, IN FACT. Shall I question the nearest church? Or—

Oh my, yes—a phone might help, come to think of it. As I have yet to see one, would anyone be kind enough to point me in the direction of a communication device of some sort? I’m rather adaptable with a great deal, if given the chance AND I REALLY SHOULD BE CONTACTING CRO—ER, I MEAN HEAVEN AT THE MOMENT IF I AM TO RECEIVE AH, ORDERS.

This is all rather distressing, you know. And I was just in the middle of re-organizing the bookshop. . .

hm, I suppose it will have to wait?

[ ooc; cursed~♥! ]

Tea. Tea? No more left. Oh my, I really should—ngk. Cannot falter, must keep studying ALTHOUGH THE TEXT SEEMS TO BE GETTING RATHER DIFFICULT TO READ—?, finals tomorrow morning. As I’m sure you’re all well aware, failing to review for a particular Theology instructor’s course would be rather detrimental to one’s exam mark. Or the fact that we cannot incorporate our own, legitimately correct information within our essay portion I’M GOING A BIT MAD, I DO BELIEVE.

Er, still no tea. Must do see to that JUST A QUICK, QUICK MIRACLE AND THAT WILL BE THE END OF THAT, FOR THE REMAINDER OF THE WEEK. It’s rather late, but I only intend to stay awake for another—oh, FOUR HOURS ten minutes or so?

Right. Tea. Now.

Crowley, dearest—I’m taking our ducklings out for a bit of a walk, hm? They seem as though it would do them well today. Er, and do try not to mind the pond adjoining the living room? I’ve, ah—decided they also required something more substantial now that they’ve taken to our company rather quickly. Don’t you agree?

Ah, tea anyone? Before I'm off.

[ ooc; i'm still on hiatus, BUT THIS IS FOR NIKKI~! ♥ ]

Ah, such a long list of errands that I must finish with, before later this evening! If all goes well, I should be able to find a second copy of Milton’s classic at the market after the ducklings made their bed upon my original one yesterday, the poor dears! They’ve been in want of a proper bed for a great deal of time now, other than what pillows we have of course, and I’d be a rather ill excuse for an angel if I failed to offer them every comfort they needed. Wouldn’t I, now?

Well, I do believe that I should be off. Do try not to wait up for me too long, my dears? ♥

[ ooc; huuum~! and Az is dangerously cursed. :D he’ll be out and about today, acting normally aside from acquiring an excellent sense of cunning and warped sense of morality. feel free to say he manipulated you into doing minor things! XD ]

MY WINGS—AREN’T THERE. WHAT CAN THIS POSSIBLY MEAN? IF I DON’T SEEM TO BE AN ANGEL ANY LONGER, WHAT OF—OH. OH GREAT SODDING BUGGER. IS THIS ALSO DUE TO THE FACT THAT I SPOKE WITH HER, PRIOR TO THIS CURSE? SHE COULDN’T HAVE—NOT TAKEN MY VIRTUE? WHAT IF—AND THEN—WHY CAN’T I SPEAK ANY SIMPLE PRAYERS!? FOR THE LOVE OF—

ALJFSLGJL?!!!??!!

this is absolutely dreadful.

[ ooc; it’s safe to say that Az has gone into panic-mode with the new acquiring of Octavius' [agustusoctavius] lack of powers. oh, and aaaall that is totally hackable. approach carefully? :x ]

This is all rather familiar.

(  PRIVATE, PATHETICALLY HACKABLE  )

Is everyone all right?

(  OOC!  )

I’ve a surprise for you love, once you’re awake. ♥

(  OOC, EXPLANATION!  )