Coffee Shop AU

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COFFEE SHOP

An absolute staple. No matter what side of the counter you're on, the coffee shop is the absolute center of your life. Whether you're a barista, or just camped out in the corner with the good outlet while you write your novel. Perhaps you just really want to tell the cute person behind the counter that you've loved them since they gave you that coffee six months ago. Or you're overwhelmed with orders and nothing is going right. For good or bad, everyone needs their caffiene. ♨ Post a top level with your character and canon. Include any preferences you may have. If you're feeling bold, write a starter! ♨ Tag around, make your own world. ♨ Please mark any potentially triggering content

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[fomenting_peace]

I can't imagine what that's like. I've had to resort to "possessing" humans, but only very briefly. They always remained fully conscious and had more control over their bodies than I did. It was very difficult to accomplish anything that way.

[Earth missions would be so much more difficult.]

...Do all angels here have to occupy humans to be corporeal? Or just the ones working in the field long-term? Without their help, would your physical forms just look inhuman, or not exist at all?

[aprofoundbond]

Possession...doesn't exactly work like that in our world. And archangel possession is even more...less, I should say, kind.

[Speaking from all kinds of experience, here.]

Unfortunately, we all have to take human form in order to walk on Earth. Our true forms are rather overwhelming to humans. I once blinded a woman by showing her my true form.

[fomenting_peace]

Oh. We're simply invisible to them.

[Aziraphale reaches for his coffee without looking away.]

We do have space aliens and people from Atlantis, now, but they're all very peaceful. Other than that, it's just normal humans. And witches. Ghosts, but they don't bother anyone. Maybe an occasional psychic?

[aprofoundbond]

I wish we could work like that. It would make things here much simpler.

We don't have aliens or people from Atlantis. They sound fascinating, though. We have witches, ghosts, demons, vampires, werewolves, wendigos, and various gods, among others. You can't shake a stick without hitting something supernatural around here.

I don't know if we still have any dragons left or if they went back to Purgatory but at one point, we did.

[fomenting_peace]

Well, invisible and unable to communicate without possessing a human. But yes, that's simpler.

[As chaotic as this Earth seemed to be, they did have very respectable coffee. Aziraphale's was now the perfect temperature and he drank a good swallow of it.]

If your body is human, where do you tuck your wings?

[aprofoundbond]

Sounds a lot less complicated to me. I am jealous, I admit.

[Cas nearly forgot about his tea. He takes a long sip of the stuff, which has now gone slightly lukewarm. Ah, well.]

Behind me. They're only visible to humans when I allow them to see. They look like shadows to people, when I do have them out.

What about you? Where do you tuck your wings?

[fomenting_peace]

Well, they fit inside my body. When they're all folded up.

[Aziraphale glances over his shoulder as if he's never really thought about it before.]

I suppose there isn't nearly enough room for them in there, but somehow it works anyway.

[Now he glances over Castiel's shoulder.]

Isn't that dreadfully inconvenient? Humans live in such short, narrow spaces. How do you avoid knocking things over and humans bumping into them?

[aprofoundbond]

That is very convenient. Wish Our Father would have thought to give that convenience to us.

[Castiel offers him a wry smile in response.]

Practice. And living with two humans who tend to knock many things over tends to provide ample opportunity to learn how not to bump into things and knock over irreplaceable artifacts.

It's...something of a learning experience.

[fomenting_peace]

I couldn't manage. It took over a millennium of practice to master the trick with only the human limbs to deal with.

[He smiles ruefully back.]

Maybe too convenient. Mine molt feathers like anything. I haven't bothered pulling them out for over a century now. If I ever do, I shudder to imagine the mess I'd make in the process. It would look like, oh... two giants had a pillow fight and it was the pillows that lost.

[aprofoundbond]

[Castiel grins at that, delighted by the image.]

We don't have a molting problem, thankfully. But I will admit that must be quite the sight to see.

It is always interesting, regardless, learning of how the mechanics in other worlds work.

[fomenting_peace]

So many worlds, and different in so many ways. Perhaps that shouldn't be surprising. God does have a real knack for "creativity," after all.

[Angel humor. A weak attempt at it, too.]

[aprofoundbond]

[Castiel grins at the joke, very appreciative even as he also tries not to think of his garrison, particularly, Uriel.]

Yes, he is quite the artist, what with all of the "divine inspiration" he possesses.