As the paintball collided with Aziraphale's arse of all things, the angel rubbed his sore bottom and scowled. The roof, was it? It wasn't as if he couldn't get up there as well. Two could play at that game, as they said.

Two large pearl-coloured wings burst from Aziraphale's back. He flapped them once and took to the air.

(OOC: I looove them being referred to as "oversized birds" xD)