Aziraphale had caught sight of Ellie, and gave her an unsteady I-just-fell-out-of-a-tree embarrassed smile. It was finally then that he realized this was, in fact, a very naked Ellie ohdearshe'dcatchherdeathofcoldthatway, waving at him. His first instinct was to blush, of course, but he was already doing that. His second instinct (if one could call what an angel does instincts) was to look away, and he did so, leaning in close to Hermes to hear him better.
"Pretty?" he asked, tuning back in with disbelief writ in his face. "Hardly. And I do prefer my guise of humanity, if that's quite all right..." Aziraphale glanced at the dancers again, Ellie having melted back into the crowd.
"However, my dear, I believe I owe my rescuer a favour. If you wish me to join the dancers, then I shall." The angel offered him a nervous smile, tugging on his clothes modestly. "But I'm not undressing."
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Date: 2006-06-22 03:39 am (UTC)"Pretty?" he asked, tuning back in with disbelief writ in his face. "Hardly. And I do prefer my guise of humanity, if that's quite all right..." Aziraphale glanced at the dancers again, Ellie having melted back into the crowd.
"However, my dear, I believe I owe my rescuer a favour. If you wish me to join the dancers, then I shall." The angel offered him a nervous smile, tugging on his clothes modestly. "But I'm not undressing."