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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Castiel | Supernatural | OTA

[aprofoundbond]

[Can't actually taste anything consumable but that doesn't mean he won't drink or eat it anyway, even if just for show. Enjoys people watching and could use a break from the latest apocalypse. Open to all, canon, crosscanon, etc. Would love to toss him at Good Omens folks.]

[goodoldfashioned]

(OOC: You rang :D?)

[Aziraphale looks over the menu with some confusion. He'd heard that coffee shops had started selling more than just coffee, tea, or hot cocoa some years ago, but he'd never seen much evidence of it before. He orders a macchiato and a slice of coffee cake, and is more than a bit dismayed when he gets an enormous caramel concoction and not an espresso like he'd expected.]

Ah. So they've changed the definition. [He sounds more than a bit passive aggressive about it, too, though he knows better than to take it out on the barista.]

[aprofoundbond]

[OOC: :D!]

[Castiel doesn't need to eat or drink. In fact, doing so leaves a distinctly awkward taste in his mouth, as he can taste and sense every single atom and molecule that make up whichever human concoction he happens to be sampling at the time.

Still, he remembers what food and drink used to taste like, from his brief stint into humanity; he misses it greatly, especially peanut butter and jelly.

Today finds him nursing a coffee at a lone table with a decent view of the rest of the cafe, hoping, perhaps, he might find a way to gain some energy from this particular venture.

At the stranger's comment, he manages something of an amused smile.]

They tend to do that for a lot of things, but especially food items, I find.

[goodoldfashioned]

[It takes a moment for Aziraphale to realize he's being spoken to.]

It makes it awfully difficult to keep track of these things...

[He takes a small, delicate sip of the caramel concoction and finds--- you know, it's really quite good! Very sweet, but, well, he's not one to want for sweets. He glances around, realizing he'll have to put his plate down sooner or later, and takes a few steps in the direction of the gentleman who'd spoken to him and his table.]

Pardon me, but is this seat taken?

[aprofoundbond]

It does. But that is very human, is it not? They have a tendency to make things more complicated than they are or need to be.

[His tone is fond; he has spent so much time among humans now, he truly has come to know and appreciate all of their foibles.

He glances up with a smile.]

No, it isn't. Please sit. I'm not expecting any company, myself.

[goodoldfashioned]

[He sits, nodding a thank you, and spends a moment arranging his cake and coffee the way he'd like.]

More difficult, too. What's the point of fashion if it's going to change by the time anyone gets used to it?

[He's still a little peeved about the decline of the waistcoat.]

[aprofoundbond]

[Castiel stirs his tea, wishing he could savor it's flavors more fully. He envies humans of many things; the ability to taste is one of the things about them he envies most.

He tilts his head, watching his companion arrange his food and drink. It is always curious to him watching the way others arrange themselves. Human or angel, Castiel enjoys observing the fascinating habits of others.]

I wish I knew. People can be so...fickle, I think the word is. You can blink and they'll be onto the next trend already.

[goodoldfashioned]

[Aziraphale takes a bite of the coffee cake as he considers his dining companion's words. (The cake's not bad, by the way. Nice and crumbly.)]

Perhaps it's a matter of blinking too long. [He's not even quite sure what he means, but he carries on regardless.] Close your eyes for what feels like just a moment and when you open them, you realize it's evening and your tea's gone cold.

[aprofoundbond]

[Castiel smiles, delighted and curious by his companion's words. He sips his tea, enjoying the warmth of it as it settles through him.]

This is a point I had no considered. It's a good one.

And there's few things as bad as cold tea, I find.

[He tilts his head and considers a moment before offering a hand to his companion.]

I'm Castiel, by the way. A pleasure to meet you.

omg sorry i changed my icons and the old ones broke

[goodoldfashioned]

Hm. Overdone eggs, perhaps, though it'd be quite close.

[Aziraphale takes it.]

Aziraphale, if you please. And likewise. You don't always get the opportunity for discussions like these while you're out and about.

No worries! Your icons are all lovely by the way!

[aprofoundbond]

I think I've been lucky enough to avoid knowing what overdone eggs taste like.

[Cas nods, shaking his hand.]

No, you don't indeed. That's an interesting name, Aziraphale. Have you been out and about long today?

aw thank you!

[goodoldfashioned]

Ah, in that case, I'd avoid the bistro across the street, if you'd like to continue doing so.

[It committed several crimes against poached eggs too dreadful to mention in polite company.]

I'm quite fond of it myself. [It is his name, after all.] And no, actually, I've only just nipped out of my shop. Have you?

[aprofoundbond]

Good to know. I would very much like to continue doing so, I think.

Unfortunately. There's so much work to be done and little time in which to do it. I could use...a vacation, I think is the word the humans use.

Where is your shop, if you don't mind me asking?

A wild angel appears?

[fomenting_peace]

[On the zero-th day, God created the multiverse...]

So your Earth just survived an Apocalypse, too?

[Fortunately, Aziraphale can taste food and drink. The coffee here isn't half bad, even though the cappuccinos have strange artistic patterns in the foam.]

No wonder the Almighty is so hard to get in touch with, these days. Trying to keep track of multiple Apocalypses at once.

:D Darling Aziraphale!

[aprofoundbond]

[Castiel laughs at that. It may or may not come out slightly bitter, like the very tea Castiel is drinking, in spite of the fact that he can't really taste it.]

Something like that. It's not the first Apocalypse we've been through. Nor, I suspect, the last.

I don't suppose the Almight has a sister, where you're from?

Have some Terry-Pratchett-strength warm fuzzies!

[fomenting_peace]

[How... Aziraphale's eyes go wide and his cup stops halfway to his mouth.]

God never mentioned having a sister, well, not to me anyway... But... not the first? Isn't there only supposed to be the one? Apocalypse? The Apocalypse?

Bless you and Aziraphale! <3

[aprofoundbond]

[Castiel laughs again, shaking his head.]

That's what I always thought. But then we averted the first Apocalypse. And then the Leviathans got in. And then God's sister nearly ended the world.

It's been a long past few years, to say the least.

Still not enough balance out against the cold creepies of Supernatural...

[fomenting_peace]

You do seem to have quite a lot of unusual entities around here... Is that a human body you're wearing? Ours are specially created for us, they're not nearly as convincing as yours upon close inspection.

[Breathing isn't too difficult, but Aziraphale really isn't very good at simulating a heartbeat. He has put a great deal of effort into a functional digestive system, though.]

True. But you definitely help. <3.

[aprofoundbond]

That...is putting it mildly.

At one point, yes. Now it is, technically speaking, a corpse. Jimmy Novak is with his wife in Heaven now.

[He'll avoid the explanation of exploding and all of that. It seems rude to discuss in polite company.]

I must admit, your solution is much more practical. I can't say that we wouldn't benefit from a similar solution.

Send in the Antichrist to raise Atlantis!

[fomenting_peace]

[Wait, dead? How could an angel animate a human body without the human's active participation?]

How long have you been possessing his body? While he was... still in it?

[aprofoundbond]

[Cas rubs a hand over his face.]

It's a long story. The short of it is, many years now.

[There's an obvious expression of guilt on his face as he continues to speak.]

I certainly did not do Jimmy or his family any favors.

[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.