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driftfleet2015-02-20 01:12 pm
principality) wrote in driftfleet2015-02-20 01:12 pm
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001 // waitin' for the hammer to fall
Who: Aziraphale
Broadcast: Fleet-Wide!
Action: Marsiva!
When: 2/20, afternoon
[He looks confused. Absolutely befuddled. He doesn't seem to know the communicator is broadcasting, either.]
-dreadful, absolutely dreadful! This is clearly not Earth, and I can't call up the higher-ups to ask them...
[He looks down, and gasps a little.]
Oh! OH! Good afternoon? Evening? Perhaps even morning? Greetings. I am a...er...previous resident of Earth- A. Ziraphale. And I would appreciate, er, directions back...to Earth...
That is, if this reaches anyone? Hello? Oh, bugger.
Broadcast: Fleet-Wide!
Action: Marsiva!
When: 2/20, afternoon
[He looks confused. Absolutely befuddled. He doesn't seem to know the communicator is broadcasting, either.]
-dreadful, absolutely dreadful! This is clearly not Earth, and I can't call up the higher-ups to ask them...
[He looks down, and gasps a little.]
Oh! OH! Good afternoon? Evening? Perhaps even morning? Greetings. I am a...er...previous resident of Earth- A. Ziraphale. And I would appreciate, er, directions back...to Earth...
That is, if this reaches anyone? Hello? Oh, bugger.
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It's not the second star to the right, if you're wondering.
'Lo, angel.
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[He's happy to see him, but that also comes with a bit of suspicion.]
Do you have anything to do with this? Is it your people?
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So, if it's not your people, and it's not people-people, then, er...this isn't Heaven's style. There would be considerably more harps.
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I think it's...whoever is actually running this she-bang. They call themselves Atroma, but what Atroma even is no one can guess.
[He SMILES. It's not a nice one, it's the smile he pulls when he knows something is going to make the angel uncomfortable in a hilarious fashion.]
You're on TV, angel.
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[He gapes, mouth moving wordlessly like a fish out of water, which was entirely an apt metaphor.]
I'm...
[And then he finally says, quietly.]
...is it educational broadcasting?
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You remember that plan I have? Where they throw a bunch of random nobodies into a house, and lock them in for a couple months? Watch them slowly lose it twenty four seven?
It's kind of like that.
But in space.
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[He needs a moment to process that.]
So we're...the entertainment...? Oh dear...
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[He sighs a little.]
I'll have you know I'm far from a stuffy bloke. Just last week, I did something terribly illegal.
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And what, pray tell, was that?
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[Here it was.]
...I jumped the queue getting a ticket for the Tube.
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Follow by slow, sarcastic clapping.]
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...sarcastic clapping, isn't it?
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I'm so proud.
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[Aziraphale you're literally just getting better with sarcasm]
Er...regardless, Crowley, what do we do here? I assume we're still, you know, there's the whole ineffable plan and whatnot.
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I expect so. There's no Management, as it were. Best not deviate too much though, hmm? Though I've seen this as a quasi retirement, it's been a while since I was home.
[A while. Not a long time, not by their standards. It was a blink of the eye for them, really, but there it was. ]
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[So long as no one shows up from either side, they'll be fine. It balances out.]
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There are more than just humans here, though, just a little FYI. Some people are a little...outside our paygrade.
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[Please not nephilim they were always a pain to try and deal with.]
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[Not that Crowley is really their sort of demon, either but still. ]
Most of them are a mish-mash of all sorts, from different worlds. We've got elves, a dwarf, whatever the fuck Tek is. Lots of things.
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[That is different.]
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Yeah, you know, elves.
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