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[playswithboys.livejournal.com]

Time: August 15th, 2000
Place: The bar
Status: Everyone except Adam
Summary: Pretty decorations...



Fuschia?

Well, that wasn't the primary color they had hoped for. Pepper sighed atop the ladder and fastened another corner with the staple gun. She was trying to go as fast as she could, but with how she had to keep moving the ladder every few staples, it was going slower than she'd hoped.

She'd seen what Wensley had prepared, though. It was gorgeous and likely delicious enough for everyone to end up wishing that he'd made another. He'd had to smack her hand away from it to keep her from trying any. Old habits died harder for Them.

She looked down at Wensley, grumbling, "Is this really all we could come up with? Looks like the decorations for that Princess Bash you had to babysit for at the Dawson's a few years back." Okay, it wasn't that bad. They'd managed a little blue and green in certain places. And it was decidedly lacking in screaming ten-year-olds in cheap lipstick and rouge. But, really.

She leaned back on the ladder, glancing out to where John and Azirphale (she was so proud of herself for finally figuring out how to pronounce his name right) stood. "How much time do you think we have out there?" she shout-whispered to them. "Roughly?"

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[gilded-voice.livejournal.com]

The Metatron stared. Surely Adam hadn't just suggested... "Er, that duo," he said vaguely, and went on. "Delirium? I don't think we've met yet. What should I be looking out for?"

He thought for a moment. "I think I recall a face. Rather vaguely, though. Er..." He turned to look at the door. "Would that have been her earlier, perhaps?"

[average-adam.livejournal.com]

"There are a coupla angel and demon duos now," Adam laughed. "And you can't really miss Delirium. She's very... colourful. Got eyes dif'rent colours and her hair and clothes tend to change colour a lot, too. She looks young and don't make much sense when she talks."

Then he looked a bit startled. "Er, yes. Of course. That was Pepper. Sorry, I'm gettin' a bit distracted here..."

[gilded-voice.livejournal.com]

"I wouldn't blame you," the Metatron said, a slight hint of worry in his voice. "Er..." He reached for something to fiddle with. "Things will work out, I'm sure," he said, more to himself than Adam. "Is Delirium... all right, then?"

[average-adam.livejournal.com]

"Oh, as much as anyone," Adam said cheerfully. "But I hope you'll excuse me. I think I'd better go wanderin' around so no one feels ignored. It's been nice talkin' to you, though!"