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the trick to life / is not to get too attached to it
Wednesday, 4 July 2012 11:10 amThe thing about a cottage covered by wards created by the Antichrist in which an angel and a demon lived was that, once two others and a cat joined them, it got very small very quickly. Especially when one of them was Gabriel. The wards extended only so far, and the Archangel started making a habit of pacing the borders, occasionally stretching his wings and squinting, not entirely certain whether he couldn't see the wards because he wasn't meant to or because his angelic eyes were healing just that slowly. He couldn't really afford to risk his scouting trip until he knew he could handle Heaven's forces.
After the first night he had remembered that he still had Re-l's kitten still tucked away in a metaphysical pocket somewhere among his wings and fished the still half-asleep cat out to leave on the foot of Re-l's bed. Once it woke up, however ... well, to say that 'more room was needed' was a bit of an understatement. The kitten was already the size of a small dog. A renovation was probably in order.
Right at this moment, his Grace practically vibrating with restlessness, Gabriel flopped on the couch and whined: "I'm bored."
... Really, they were lucky he hadn't yet gone beyond flour-drops, newly-painted walls and random changes in furniture (or, as in the case of the garden, occasional additions).
After the first night he had remembered that he still had Re-l's kitten still tucked away in a metaphysical pocket somewhere among his wings and fished the still half-asleep cat out to leave on the foot of Re-l's bed. Once it woke up, however ... well, to say that 'more room was needed' was a bit of an understatement. The kitten was already the size of a small dog. A renovation was probably in order.
Right at this moment, his Grace practically vibrating with restlessness, Gabriel flopped on the couch and whined: "I'm bored."
... Really, they were lucky he hadn't yet gone beyond flour-drops, newly-painted walls and random changes in furniture (or, as in the case of the garden, occasional additions).
