Nov. 27th, 2006

[identity profile] john-adams-1776.livejournal.com
The day after he'd put his sign up on the board and received a response, John woke early to get ready for his arbitration meeting. He spent the better part of the morning trying to figure out how to get into Mr. Disney's office and eventually discovered that there was an employee hallway that accessed it through the back. Some investigation showed that the books inside were plays of some sort and scores of music, but it was likely the closest he'd come to a law office, so he rearranged the furniture slightly and retreated to the lobby to await Rukia and Envy's arrival. He didn't know what to expect, but John thought he could help put it right.
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((Mostly for Uriel and Sallah to talk, but others are welcome to chat with Sallah and try to cheer him up.))

For days after the dig, Sallah kept to himself, staring at the mysteriously-healed excavation site and attempting to write notes on what they'd found. But what was there to say, really? "Six feet down, encountered concrete that resisted all known tools." End of story.

Finally concluding that man could not live on water and pineapple spears alone, he pulled himself together and ventured out into the park. His peregrinations, mostly aimless, finally took him to Critter Country and the Hungry Bear Restaurant, where he prepared himself a vegetable sandwich. He took his meal out on to the deck and stared at the river, lost in thought.
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Muttering something to himself about 'doing all the work around here indeed,' Aziraphale makes his way to the public noticeboard, a piece of paper in his hand. Once he reaches the noticeboard, he reads the paper one last time, sighs, and then with a discreet wave of his hand, tacks it to the board.

Public Library

For those among you wanting for entertainment other than that offerred by the park rides, I have a small collection of books that may be of interest. If there is a particular book you are looking for, send a letter to Mr. Fell, Main Street, and I will be happy to look for it for you. If you merely wish to browse, you will find me on Main Street above the firehouse willing to assist you.

--Mr. Fell


He gives the notice one last, nervous readthrough, before walking away. It's the right thing to do, he reminds himself. One musn't be selfish in a place like this.

((If there is a specific book, he may will it into being for you if you ask nicely. Otherwise, his selection is pretty much confined to the early 20th century, classics, a few volumes of poetry, children's books, and one Bible.))

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