Balthazar can tamp down on his fanfare just enough to keep from setting off sparks indoors. It's worse when he's actively magically summoned, but since he's arriving voluntarily he's made a point of causing minimal disruption.
He can smell the pleasant scent of old bookbindings and paper as soon as he lands, and a look of quiet satisfaction flickers across his face. This is a comfortable space, and even if his tastes tend more toward pure hedonism, and newer styles of furniture, it feels nice. "It's exactly the sort of room I pictured you in, to be honest," he says.
The shadows of his wings flicker on the wall and fade as he folds them up tight. And he takes a seat obediently, sprawling a little, but less indolent and casual than usual.
"I'm all right for the moment. I emptied a bottle of Four Roses before I came over."
"Let me ask you something, Aziraphale, are the angels here...telepathically linked, for lack of better terminology? I've heard humans call it Angel Radio, which doesn't sum it up completely but I rather like it. Just...when I was in good standing in Heaven, there was always background chatter. Work-related, but informal enough that opinions and ideas were passed back and forth that way, too. Do you have that?"
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Date: 2019-09-09 12:58 pm (UTC)He can smell the pleasant scent of old bookbindings and paper as soon as he lands, and a look of quiet satisfaction flickers across his face. This is a comfortable space, and even if his tastes tend more toward pure hedonism, and newer styles of furniture, it feels nice. "It's exactly the sort of room I pictured you in, to be honest," he says.
The shadows of his wings flicker on the wall and fade as he folds them up tight. And he takes a seat obediently, sprawling a little, but less indolent and casual than usual.
"I'm all right for the moment. I emptied a bottle of Four Roses before I came over."
"Let me ask you something, Aziraphale, are the angels here...telepathically linked, for lack of better terminology? I've heard humans call it Angel Radio, which doesn't sum it up completely but I rather like it. Just...when I was in good standing in Heaven, there was always background chatter. Work-related, but informal enough that opinions and ideas were passed back and forth that way, too. Do you have that?"