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Buzz! Buzz!
Me too!
Buzz! Buzz!
*Aziraphale steps outside the bookshop for a moment, record in hand, and he tries to summon both @the-nightingale-sang and @the-almighty-queen-bee.*
Please work...
*He puts the record under his arm and closes his eyes, putting his hands together in prayer.*
Hello. I think I found a few pieces of you now... I was hoping I could put part of you back together?
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Buzz! Buzz!
Me stinging Anathema won't be necessary. Getting us in the same room together--along with all the other pieces--might be useful, though. Well, all the other pieces that can fit in a room, anyway.
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I'm sure there's plenty I haven't noticed or figured out yet.
Thanks to Muriel for compiling the list of the Seven Pieces.
Has anyone, er. Found God in the Book of Life, now that we have it?
@one-coming-is-enough @the-angel-muriel @theangel-aziraphale @samael-your-guardian-angel @adam-n-dog @the-anathema-device @mr-crawleigh
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*A jar with a little buzzing bee appears on Aziraphale's desk.*
Ah…there you are…
*He breathes a sigh, lifting the jar up to eye-level to inspect it*
Why a bee…?
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Thank you for letting me out, Crowley.
Six more pieces to go now. And I believe you know where to find at least one of them...
*A jar with a little buzzing bee appears on Aziraphale's desk.*
Ah…there you are…
*He breathes a sigh, lifting the jar up to eye-level to inspect it*
Why a bee…?
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Why would you think I'd sting you, Crowley? Have I ever hurt you before?
*A jar with a little buzzing bee appears on Aziraphale's desk.*
Ah…there you are…
*He breathes a sigh, lifting the jar up to eye-level to inspect it*
Why a bee…?
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stay in the jar
I know it's you, Metatron. Come off anon.
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Buzz Buzz
Thank you for finding me, Aziraphale. I knew I could count on you.
*As a single drop of golden blood splashes the floor, you hear a buzzing, like wings on glass*
*Aziraphale blinks softly, eyes straining as he tries to focus on that sound. It's annoying it sounds a bit like -
Wait.
He pushes himself off the wall and drags his feet over to the sound.
On a little pedestal there it is.
The beeice of god.
He picks up the jar slowly and hugs it to himself.
He's got one more miracle in him.
He mutters something softly to the bee and presses his head against the glass.
With a little blow, it disappears out of his hands. Gone from even him.
The angel sinks to the floor and stays there, measured breathing as he tries to rest.*
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Buzz Buzz
Hello, Crowley.
Are you going to let me out?
*A jar with a little buzzing bee appears on Aziraphale's desk.*
Ah…there you are…
*He breathes a sigh, lifting the jar up to eye-level to inspect it*
Why a bee…?
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