There’s none of the dizzy reeling fear of the first request. Not with the truth out in the open between them. This time, all his apprehensions have fallen away, leaving behind only love and certainty.
He offers Crowley a flicker of a smile, the promise of a beaming grin in their future.
“My pleasure,” he says, and means it. “Just keep well back.”
His sharp blue gaze turns toward the scroll, shimmering on the grass; with a flick of his finger it skitters another few feet away from them, coming to rest on a flat stone that might have been part of a wall once (1). When he’s satisfied that it’s far enough away from Crowley, he lifts his hand slowly, snaps his fingers once.
Gabriel’s signature catches first, the brilliant golden letters turning orange and red and blue before they blacken entirely. Little tongues of flame begin to dance along the edges of the mark; a hole expands in the page like a blossom. A thin trail of white smoke curls idly up from one corner of the paper.
(1) While one might assume that even part-time residence in Hell would provide a comprehensive understanding of fire safety, most of what Aziraphale’s learned about it he’s learned from watching human cock-ups. The major takeaway from those could best be summed up as “you can never be too careful handling any kind of fire, ordinary or otherwise”.
Hee. Winged idiots in love. <3
He offers Crowley a flicker of a smile, the promise of a beaming grin in their future.
“My pleasure,” he says, and means it. “Just keep well back.”
His sharp blue gaze turns toward the scroll, shimmering on the grass; with a flick of his finger it skitters another few feet away from them, coming to rest on a flat stone that might have been part of a wall once (1). When he’s satisfied that it’s far enough away from Crowley, he lifts his hand slowly, snaps his fingers once.
Gabriel’s signature catches first, the brilliant golden letters turning orange and red and blue before they blacken entirely. Little tongues of flame begin to dance along the edges of the mark; a hole expands in the page like a blossom. A thin trail of white smoke curls idly up from one corner of the paper.
(1) While one might assume that even part-time residence in Hell would provide a comprehensive understanding of fire safety, most of what Aziraphale’s learned about it he’s learned from watching human cock-ups. The major takeaway from those could best be summed up as “you can never be too careful handling any kind of fire, ordinary or otherwise”.