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    The discombobulation of it all!
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    In which being discorporated is a little more disorienting that either of them expect.

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    20 Oct 2019

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    On her way back from Bad Wolf Bay, Rose opened a pocket-watch, and everything changed.

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    11 Oct 2019

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    Ankh Morpork has burned many times before.

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    07 Oct 2019

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    What would it hurt, really? It wasn’t like Crowley had anything better on. No more orders, no more quotas, no more Arrangement. Aziraphale would never have to know.

    “Wonderful. I’m the demon on my own shoulder.”

    And he’d lost his angel, hadn’t he? All he had left were thoughts, memories…fantasies. And he had a very good imagination.

    (After thwarting the end of the world, Aziraphale begins to avoid Crowley, and Crowley accidentally awakens his own repressed lust.)

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    04 Oct 2019

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    “Who would win: Aziraphale or Crowley.”

    “Oh!” Aziraphale startles. “Well—such a question. It’s not as though either of us has engaged in so much as fisticuffs in ages, and one does need to keep up practice with these sorts of things.” His fretting dies abruptly when Crowley cuts over him clearly, baldly: “Aziraphale.”

    Aziraphale’s mouth clicks shut, and he goes so still that the group is forcibly reminded that ethereal beings don’t technically need to breathe, have a heartbeat, or even metabolize energy to exist. Beside him, Crowley’s stiffened up and his lips pull back from his teeth in a toe-curling wince.

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    02 Oct 2019