Good Omens...And Bad: Prophecy in Theory and Practice, Class Thirteen

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

Monday, December 4, First Period

There are plenty of bakery items and hot beverages laid out, but the classroom appears to have been rearranged. The chairs and tables are moved to the walls, leaving the center of the room open.

"Good morning, everyone! I want to remind you all that I will be leaving briefly for an assignment. In my absence, Dr Wilson will be conducting class, with the assistance of my TAs. Now today, in lieu of a regular lecture, we're instead going to be rehearsing for the pageant on Friday."

[ooc: Please wait for OCD is up. Rehearse!]

Comments

Talk to the Professor

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

Ask him questions, try to beg out of the performance, etc.

Re: Talk to the Professor

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

"Um. Mr. Phale? I realize that this is a singing thing but when I sing it sounds like somebody grinding the gears of a gearshift in a 1979 Plymouth Horizon. Is there something else I can do?"

Re: Talk to the Professor

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

Aziraphale eyed Marty speculatively. "Why don't you give me a little demonstration of your singing ability, Mr Blank. Perhaps you're not as bad as you think you are."

Re: Talk to the Professor

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty cleared his throat and sang a verse of "Grandma got run over by a reindeer."

Yes he was a little on the tone deaf side but nothing truly horrible.

Re: Talk to the Professor

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

Raising an eyebrow, Aziraphale smiled. "Really, my dear, I don't think you're as bad as all that. Don't worry, you'll have all your other classmates to sing along with. Unless you'd prefer to join Miss Summers with her interpretive dance?"

Re: Talk to the Professor

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty's eyes widened in fear at the words "interpretive dance."

"Um. No. I'll sing. Really. Please."

Re: Talk to the Professor

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

With a smile that seemed to say 'I thought you might', Aziraphale nodded. "Of course, my dear. I'm certain you'll enjoy yourself immensely."

Re: Talk to the Professor

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"Morning, man." Blair said with a wave. "Are you and Dr. Wilson okay after this weekend?"

Re: Talk to the Professor

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

"Good morning, Mr Sandburg!" Aziraphale was looking quite relieved that so far the students who had arrived were looking well enough. "Oh yes, we're just fine. James managed to stay out of trouble, thank goodness, and I only got a bit banged up myself. Are you all right?"

Re: Talk to the Professor

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"That's awesome, man." Blair smiled and pointed to his head. "The people who were holding us captive didn't hurt us much beyond when they knocked us out to capture us and luckily, I've got a hard head."

Re: Talk to the Professor

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

Frowning, because he hadn't been able to listen to the radio broadcasts and therefore didn't know who had been taken captive and who hadn't, Aziraphale nodded just a bit.

"I didn't realize you'd been one of the people kidnapped. You're quite certain you're well? Have you been by the clinic just...to get checked? A hit on the head can be dangerous, you know."

Re: Talk to the Professor

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, I'm not really sure what their plan was but I did try to teach them meditation." Blair smiled at Aziraphale's concern. "I didn't go to the clinic, but I got knocked out on Friday night so I figured if my brain was going to implode and leak out my ears that it would have done that before Sunday night when we got free."

Re: Talk to the Professor

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

Aziraphale supposed Blair had a point, but he was still going to keep an eye on the young man, at least for the class period. "Well...promise me if you start to feel unwell, you'll at tell James about it."

Then he chuckled a little. "Yes, they didn't seem to really have a well establish plan, except for destroying things. The ones I ran into, at any rate."

Re: Talk to the Professor

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"Promise. Any sign of returning headache and I'll hightail it to Dr. Wilson for a huge dose of western medicine." Blair said with a grin, although there was a shadow of truth involved. The headache had gotten bad enough over the weekend that he had been wishing for the pills that Wilson usually had to force on him.

"Did they damage a lot of stuff? Bel shimmered me back here so I didn't see the town."

Re: Talk to the Professor

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

"Quite a lot, from what I've been able to see," Aziraphale agreed, thinking about the destruction he'd noticed. "And I'm afraid the church is in rather a bad state, although I think it's mostly cosmetic. We had to break some windows and doors, though, and there are...remnants of the trolls. Stone," he added, in case Blair was getting a mental image of fleshy troll bits scattered around the church. "They turn to stone when they're killed."

Re: Talk to the Professor

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"Oh, that's...much less gross." Blair said, trying to not think of fleshy bits or stony bits of trolls laying around. "River fought the trolls and she even talked one out of fighting. Isn't that awesome?"

Re: Talk to the Professor

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Walter waited for an opportunity to speak to Aziraphale. "Sir, I think my friends would agree that asking me to sing in this would not be good for everyone else's performance."

Re: Talk to the Professor

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

Since Aziraphale had already had one student try to overemphasize his inability to sing, he chuckled softly in response to Walter's statement.

"Give us a sample, Mr Dornez, and I'll see if it's really as bad as all that."

Re: Talk to the Professor

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Walter came very close to pulling a face, glanced around, and sincerely wished that he had the usual Caritas singing-in-public staples. But if the angel wanted punishment...

He sang a stanza of "Stray Cat Strut" and was, in fact, dreadful. When Walter had been in line for talent, he had apparently skipped right over the ability to sing.

Re: Talk to the Professor

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

"Hmm," Aziraphale replied, frowning just a bit. He hadn't considered the possibility that some of his students might really not be able to sing.

"I don't suppose you know sign language?"

Re: Talk to the Professor

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Walter looked at Aziraphale dubiously. "No...."

Re: Talk to the Professor

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

Well, that was one possibility down then.

"Can you dance?"

Re: Talk to the Professor

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Walter nodded. That he could do. "Yes. I'm in El Professor's Dance class this semester."

Re: Talk to the Professor

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

"Well, I believe Miss Summers is going to be doing some sort of dance to accompany the soloists. Would you be willing to work with her?"

Re: Talk to the Professor

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

It was better than singing in front of the entire school, and Walter knew he could dance well, even if he couldn't sing to save his life and isn't that an idea? so he nodded in agreement. "I can do that."

How bad could it be? Could it be? It be? Did you hear an echo?