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copperbadge is having his regular charity fic-a-thon. Basically, if you donate to a charitable cause, he'll write a drabble/flopsy for you. You can read what it's all about hereBelow is the flopsy he wrote for me. Based on Terry Pratchet's and Neil Gaiman's "Good Omens". Take it away, Sam!
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In the end, it was all so archetypal.
"You," Crowley said in surprise. "They sent you to represent your side?"
"Who better?" Aziraphael asked. "I thought they'd send you, to be honest."
"Well, shall we then?"
They sat. Crowley spread out the chessboard; Aziraphael set out the pieces.
"Chess for the fate of the world," Crowley said, as he made his opening move. "I like this sort of armageddon better."
"Do you?" Aziraphael asked. "It's so hard to cheat, in chess."
They played for hours; slowly the heavenly and diabolical hosts drifted closer to watch, murmuring amongst themselves whenever one of the players scored another's piece.
Finally, Crowley hissed softly.
"You'll have me in three moves no matter what I do," he said.
"Shall we call it check and mate, then?" Aziraphael asked. Crowley looked over his shoulder, then back, and nodded.
There was a great cheer from the heavenly host. Dark had conceded; Light had won; et cetera, et cetera.
As they were packing up the board and pieces, Crowley suddenly paused.
"How many pawns does your side have?" he asked, staring at Aziraphael's case. The angel looked back at him, innocently. There was a furious moment of silence.
"You cheated," Crowley hissed. "You had an extra pawn!"
"Sometimes that's all it takes, dear boy."
"You cheated! You're an angel! You're not supposed to cheat!"
Aziraphael shrugged, and smiled, and patted him lightly on the shoulder. "You must be rubbing off on me," he said gently.
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We have d_floorlandmine (and itsjustaname too it seems) as a mutual friend and he said that you would be interested in coming to a dinner party/buffet thingy where we all sit around and listen to a certain Brummie after dinner speaker talk about aeroplanes. :) I thought I'd better drop you a line and check if a) you knew about it already and b) if you did, whether you were coming!
Lisa
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Thanks!
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The date was set back on that original post for the 24th July, which is next Sunday, which is really short notice and, and, and, I'm sorry if that's not a good date for you.
*worries*
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Right. My address is in my memories - I'll just have to add you to my friends list so you can see it.
I hadn't actually thought of a time yet but if I said around 2 o clock then if people had to leave to get trains, we should still have a decent amount of time together.
Please tell me if there's anything at all you don't eat/won't eat/hate with a vengeance.
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Foodstuffs - I'm pretty food tolerent but do have a few black spots: sprouts, artichokes, offal, olives, raisins/currents/most berries.
Otherwise anything someone else has cooked is fine by me! Looking forward to it :)
If you want to check anything, email me on mitch(at)orien(dot)demon(dot)co(dot)uk
Cheers m'dear!
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