(no subject)

[ineffable-angel.livejournal.com]

Date: May, 2000
Setting: Manor Grounds
Status: Public
Summary: A General Announcement and a meeting.



There had been a sign Aziraphale had sellotaped to the edge of his desk a few days ago, since his conversation with Hermes. It was simple, and drew a few questions, but Aziraphale rather liked it. It read:


Mr. Fell's Storytime. Come one, come all!
Saturday after tea.


It made him feel like one of the readers from that show, Jackanory. Except Aziraphale was rather grateful he didn't resemble Prince Charles or the like.

It was now three o'clock and he was sitting in the library, a large, weathered book open in his lap. He had his glasses on, sliding as they were, and a glass of water sat on a coaster within arm's reach. There were pillows strewed about in the small space in front of him, and the bookshelves stretched back. Aziraphale stroked his chin, deep in thought, as he mouthed the words of the next passage.

"Never was the dawn so beautiful," he said to himself, tapping the page. He was so wrapped up in the text and the elaborate illustrations he hadn't noticed the newcomer.

Comments

[bipolar-uriel.livejournal.com]

"Sounds like a brilliant idea. Literature, any literature, needs more attention," said Uriel with the fond air of somebody talking about their own field of work, like, 'This is what I work on and everybody should appreciate it more'. (Sure, she had several fields of work, many of which she didn't particularly enjoy, but literature was a part of the Arts, the one responsibility of hers she was most fond of.)

The thought of simply giving up on her research and sitting down to wait for the beginning of the reading session was quite temptating. However, the less people saw her new appearance, the better. Therefore she just scanned the shelves for books that might be of some interest to her.

The books weren't in any particular order, it appeared. Sure, the satanic texts were mostly apart from the medical ones, but there were a few books on pregnancy right next to one she had studied earlier for information about mental disorders. With a silent miracle to turn the covers into something not-quite-so-suspicious, she picked the pregnancy books from the shelf, adding the already familiar mental health book on top for show.

"I think I'll just go and study these in my own room," she said. "I wouldn't want to be any distraction to you. Do not worry, though; I'll be sure to return them with all due haste," she then added with a smile.

[ineffable-angel.livejournal.com]

Aziraphale smiled. "Well, it's not my library to be strict about. I do hope you found what you're looking for..."

The angel vaguely wondered why Uriel would need a book on Occult Sexual Practises, Vol. III, but dismissed it. Privacy in reading material was to be treasured.

[bipolar-uriel.livejournal.com]

Uriel smiled. "Oh, I do believe I did," she said, not thinking there was anything wrong with her choices of fake names for the books. Anything that did not hint towards pregnancy was not-quite-so-suspicious in her opinion.

Quite happy that her first meeting-other-angels-as-female incident had gone by without any trouble, she left the library with the books.