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[heaven_on_paper]

further nife and accurate prophecies concerning the worlde that is to com

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[heaven_on_paper]

Don't be silly, it's just tea. "Gross matter," as some might refer to it. Quite ordinary. Nothing celestial about it.

[ He pointedly goes into the back to get his own tea the hard way. ]

[unfriendlygreen]

Celestial things can quite literally kill me, so I would much rather not risk it, if it's all the same to you.

[ He's being very careful not to touch anything that might belong to the angel. ]

[heaven_on_paper]

[ Sorry, Ragnor, that's literally everything in the shop. ]

Well, I can understand your caution.

[ He sits down across from him with his own tea. ]

[unfriendlygreen]

[ He leans back cautiously, the one one does when facing a creature that can smite you with a glance. ]

I still don't understand why you're here.

[heaven_on_paper]

I live here. I've had this bookshop for quite some time.

[unfriendlygreen]

Have you? I'd never seen it.

[heaven_on_paper]

Perhaps you're thinking of a different corner.

[unfriendlygreen]

I am not.

[ He gets to his feet and steps out to look at the street. ]

[heaven_on_paper]

[ Aziraphale watches him through the windows. ]

[unfriendlygreen]

[ Aziraphale gets to watch Ragnor perform a series of hand and finger movements that look outright alien, and open a portal into— somewhere, possibly hell. Ragnor curses loudly as he closes it with a snap of his fingers.

Then he walks back into the bookshop, takes his seat again and sips calmly at his cup. ]

[heaven_on_paper]

... reporting back?

[unfriendlygreen]

What? No, I'm not an agent from hell. I happen to know dimensional magic, I appear to have landed in the wrong place.

[heaven_on_paper]

I did say I thought you might be confused.

[unfriendlygreen]

You don't happen to have a map of the ley lines in the area, do you?

[heaven_on_paper]

Why do you ask?

[unfriendlygreen]

Coordinates are not fixed, a map would make my departure much quicker.

[heaven_on_paper]

Where are you trying to go?

[unfriendlygreen]

Home, obviously.

[heaven_on_paper]

Oh, very well.

[ His bookshop got rematerialized by Adam, and Adam heard all about ley lines from Anathema, so Aziraphale actually does have a fancy, bound copy of the ley line map Anathema was working on, which absolutely didn't exist in version 1.0 of this shop, or reality. But he knows where it is, so he goes and gets it. ]

[unfriendlygreen]

[ He touched Aziraphale's mug while he's gone just to see if it'll burn him. ]

[heaven_on_paper]

[ It's just a normal mug! Anyway, he's not gone for long. ]

Here we are.

[unfriendlygreen]

Thank you.

[ He doesn't take the map, instead it simply flies off Aziraphale's hands and spreads itself over a table. ]

[heaven_on_paper]

[ Rather than a folding map, it's a bound road atlas, so it just... falls open to the right page. ]

Must you? I do have other customers, you know. Human customers.

[unfriendlygreen]

They wouldn't notice me nor anything unusual about what I'm doing/

[heaven_on_paper]

All the same...