fandomhigh | Interactive Religion [Tuesday, April 15]

Biff got halfway through his opening sentence of "Today we're going to talk about--" when lo, the angel of the Lord came upon them, and the glory of the Lord shone out from him, and his hair looked like a shampoo ad.

And Biff was sore annoyed.

"Azriel?"

The blonde man in the ~~dress~~ robes nodded his head placidly.

"I'm kind of in the middle of something," Biff said testily.

Azriel looked confused. It was not an uncommon expression for him. "The Son said to see you immediately."

"When did he say that?" Biff asked.

"...March?" Azriel replied.

Biff restrained himself from beating either himself or the angel. "Well, you're here now," he grumbled. "In my classroom. Terrifying my students." He waved his hand towards the angel. "Class, meet Azriel, former angel of death, current pain in my ass. Every dumb blond joke in the world started because of this guy."

Azriel gave him a sour look that disappeared almost immediately. "I would be happy to answer your questions," he said.

Agnus Dei - Rufus Wainwright

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"So is it true that every time a bell rings an angel gets its wings?" Jamie asked sincerely.

"Where did they put them in the meantime?" Azriel asked, confused.

"Hey," Jamie said with a smirk. "You tell me. Aren't you supposed to earn them?"

"I came with them," Azriel said, still looking lost. "They're black because I used to be the angel of death."

"Oh, I thought it was just a new fashion trend," Jamie said. "So if you're no longer the angel of death, what are you doing now? Temp work?"

"I'm good with weather," Azriel offered helpfully.

"Oh? Do I need to build an ark any time soon?"

"No," Azriel said, looking disappointed. "The Lord said he wouldn't destroy the earth with water again."

"Aw. Too bad," Jamie said sympathetically. "You know I get messages from the Lord all the time. In fact-"

Jamie raised his hands to his temples and acted like he was in pain.

"I'm getting a message from the lord right now. OW! OW! He's saying- OW! - to go forth- OW! -and multiply!"

Jamie slapped his hand several times on the desk to create several duplicates to complete the joke. It was doubtful the angel would find it funny. Nightcrawler didn't think it was funny either.

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Azriel watched.

"I miss smiting people," he sighed.

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