Raphael smiled fondly at him, then slowly closed his eyes a bit as a wave of visible exhaustion hit him. "So what... what's your favorite?" he asked, opening his eyes again and looking into Aziraphale's blue ones. His fiery wings began to unconsciously curl around him, signalling that his body was ready to curl up for a nap.
But Raphael didn't want to go! He wanted to catch up with his mentee and friend, who knew when they would be able to do something like this, just the two of them? He straightened, trying to will hos traitorous corporation to stop feeling so... well...
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Date: Sunday, 19 September 2010 00:32 (UTC)But Raphael didn't want to go! He wanted to catch up with his mentee and friend, who knew when they would be able to do something like this, just the two of them? He straightened, trying to will hos traitorous corporation to stop feeling so... well...
Weak...