Aziraphale (or A. Ziraphale, or Francis Fell) (
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vatheon2012-05-14 05:18 pm
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Flower Shower~
Who: Aziraphale and anyone he bumps into
Where: Everywhere! All the homes he can visit and along the paths of flowers he's picking.
When: Morning to late afternoon
Style: I'll match
Status: Open
Warnings: None, except a lot of cute flowers
[Aziraphale is out for a nice, brisk, morning walk after a relaxing night of reading when he discovers flowers blossoming all over the place, out of cracks and over sidewalks, petals stretched up to greet him.
His eyes grow wide, and before he can even think about what those flowers might be doing there the angel is suddenly gripped by the raging urge to turn them into gifts, as many gifts as possible. He begins picking them, rows upon rows of them, mystically able to store them safely in his coat while he gathers them. He takes them back to his apartment, making bouquets out of them, crowns and bracelets, necklaces, and tiny clusters tied up with ribbon, as many as he can possibly make.
He then distributes them to as many apartments as he can, and to those he knows personally (Crowley, Johnny, Katsu, and Amane) he will be ringing their doorbells and waiting for them to answer so he can deliver their gifts face to face. They will be getting the especially big bouquets and fancy flower jewelry.
Aziraphale will repeat this process when he runs out of flower gifts, so feel free to run into him while he's either picking more flowers or delivering them at doorsteps. The flowers will stay plenty fresh all day thanks to a little bit of encouragement from the angel.]
Where: Everywhere! All the homes he can visit and along the paths of flowers he's picking.
When: Morning to late afternoon
Style: I'll match
Status: Open
Warnings: None, except a lot of cute flowers
[Aziraphale is out for a nice, brisk, morning walk after a relaxing night of reading when he discovers flowers blossoming all over the place, out of cracks and over sidewalks, petals stretched up to greet him.
His eyes grow wide, and before he can even think about what those flowers might be doing there the angel is suddenly gripped by the raging urge to turn them into gifts, as many gifts as possible. He begins picking them, rows upon rows of them, mystically able to store them safely in his coat while he gathers them. He takes them back to his apartment, making bouquets out of them, crowns and bracelets, necklaces, and tiny clusters tied up with ribbon, as many as he can possibly make.
He then distributes them to as many apartments as he can, and to those he knows personally (Crowley, Johnny, Katsu, and Amane) he will be ringing their doorbells and waiting for them to answer so he can deliver their gifts face to face. They will be getting the especially big bouquets and fancy flower jewelry.
Aziraphale will repeat this process when he runs out of flower gifts, so feel free to run into him while he's either picking more flowers or delivering them at doorsteps. The flowers will stay plenty fresh all day thanks to a little bit of encouragement from the angel.]
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Azi~ This is unexpected~ What's up~?
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Look at these! I found them this morning, they just sprouted up all over the place, and I figured, goodness, wouldn't these make such wonderful gifts? So I have these here for you!
[He can't even begin to question where these feelings of extreme enthusiasm are coming from, perhaps just some good inspiration to do good things.]
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I didn't take you for a flower chain-maker...they look nice. Thanks, Azi~
[He takes the flowers offered and leans forward to place a kiss on Aziraphale's cheek.]
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O-oh, you're welcome!
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Upon hearing someone approach, her concentration is broken, though she seems pleasant enough and unperturbed as she looks up to the approaching figure. ]
Hello there.
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Oh hullo there! What might you be doing, madame, if you don't mind my inquiry? [He looks down at the flower stems curiously.]
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[ Not, of course, that they have actually told her as much. Her abilities don't extent in the direction. ]
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Um, would you like some that I picked up? [Aziraphale reaches into his coat and pulls out a little bouquet of flowers tied up with ribbon, practically glowing with life.]
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[See Crowley see the big giant bouquet that Aziraphale is holding with a single raise of his eyebrow.]
[See Crowley immediatedly shut the door in Aziraphale's face.]
[HE DOESN'T WANT YOUR FLOWERS TODAY, MAN.]
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Oh you are not going to get rid of me that easily you old serpent!
[The angel quite violently begins pounding on the door, waiting for him to open it back up.]
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[This guy. Wow, what a shocker.]
[Just going to hum to himself and pretend that there is in no way any such thing as a very violent angel with flowers standing outside his apartment, nope.]
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The door quite nicely opens up for him on its own.
And he steps inside, as chipper as if he hadn't had said door slammed in his face only a moment earlier.]
So kind of you to let me in, Crowley!
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But this guy seems to be going above and beyond the call of duty here. It's not just the amount of flowers he's giving away, it's all the effort he's putting into it as well.]
Don't you get tired?
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Oh, no! Not at all!
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You like flowers then?
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[He pulls out a small bouquet and holds it out to Squall.] Would you like some?
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And she see the large bouquet of flowers.]
...Aziraphale?
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[Wow, man, these are big bouquets. Where can she put them in her room?]
Remiel said "thank you" as well.
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Excuse me - do you need help keeping them healthy today? Or have they been watered enough already>
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Oh, no, it's all right. I told them to stay healthy all day, so they won't start wilting for a while!
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And they're very good listeners, are they?
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Instead, there is a silver-haired boy standing there outside said teen's apartment, not really focusing on anything. He can't go home--not when he can't face the fact Kairi's things are gone--and not when he needs the time alone to think and digest this without people suffocating him. At least, that's what he thought.
He looks up at the angel, raising an eyebrow at all the flowers but not saying anything. There've been a lot of them sprouting up, lately.]
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Excuse me... I think I might have the wrong address. Does Katsu Aoki live here by any chance?
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...Yeah. [The stranger's voice sounds rather... empty right now.] Though he... won't be here for a few days.
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