cattygabriel: (Gabriel)
Gabriel ([personal profile] cattygabriel) wrote in [community profile] lt_safe_house2010-01-22 10:24 pm

Open post


Date: April 11, 2003
Status: Public - Complete
Setting: Library
Summary: Gabriel is 'working'. Feel free to drop by.

There was a light rain outside, and the pitter-patter against the window formed a steady beat to the old Middle Eastern lullaby Gabriel was humming absent-mindedly as he worked. Davidson, Davidson, Davidson... ah, there it is. Now for Nostradamus. Odd man, Nostradamus, though quite amicable. 

He slid the last book into place on its shelf, and made his way back to his desk at the front of the library, picking up his copy* of Mansfield Park and flipping to his place. He pulled the bookmark out, leaned back and relaxed, burying himself in the utter impropriety of Fanny Price's relatives staging a play.

* Personal copy, autographed by Jane Austen herself and in pristine condition.

[identity profile] stillnotfallen.livejournal.com 2010-01-28 08:51 pm (UTC)(link)
In the epic battle between Aziraphale's desire to not get chastised anymore versus his desire to read the library's collection, his desire to read won out, as it was bound to do eventually.

He crept into the library. Seeing Gabriel was busy reading, he steathily walked by, being sure to look as innocent as possible in case the elder angel saw him; no need to have Gabriel accuse him of avoidance...

[identity profile] angelofawesome.livejournal.com 2010-02-08 08:19 pm (UTC)(link)
Michael was bored again. When in doubt, Gabriel was usually doing something that was easily interruptable.

He walked into the library, glancing around before smiling at the reading Gabriel. "Hey you, what's-"

He stopped. There was something off. Someone was here. Someone... ...

"Nerd," hissed Michael in disgust*.

* In much the same tone as the cast of Seinfeld used to refer to Newman.