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Who: The Steamrolling Servant of Light™, Aziraphale, and thee! Which is to say, open to all!
Where: Aquarius library and Gabriel's candy store in Virgo.
Summary: Pit out and about!

And suddenly, he's a busy little angel.

He spent his weekend looking for clothes that would fit an angel in these cold climates. The pants weren't much of an issue, but the tops... Eventually, he settled for cutting out slots in the back for his wings. Some of the cold would still seep in, sure, but he was fine with that. Besides, he needed nice clothes for something other than the cold. And that's why he spent his Monday in the library, in preparation for his Tuesday.

When Tuesday arrives, Pit can be seen pacing outside of Gabriel's candy shop, waiting for his new boss. He knows Gabriel won't be nearly as awesome as Lady Palutena, but hopefully he'll come close!
[ ooc: you are free to bump into Pit in the library and in Virgo! ]

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Aziraphale was just helping out around the library, as per usual. It was relaxing, after all, much more relaxing than the little adventure he had with keeping that one fellow who was wandering around at night out of harm's way. Yes, keeping books organized and well kept, while being able to look through them at his own leisure, was one of his favorite pastimes, so becoming a librarian simply made a great deal of sense to him.

Sometimes he could have his hands a little too full, however. Aziraphale is carefully walking, one small step at a time, with a stack of heavy looking books in his arms, not entirely able to see where he was going. Noticing a familiar pair of angel wings, he nearly trips with the stack of books, balancing them precariously as he set them down with a "WHUMP!" on the table Pit was sitting at.

A torrent of shushing comes his way, ironically enough, from adamant students and fellow librarians.

He whispers back to them in a very hushed voice, "Sorry, sorry..."

The elder angel comes over to Pit curiously, waving a small and polite hello. "Sorry if I startled you, that was a few too many books... I was just wondering what it is you're reading." He looks down at Pit's book with a furrowed brow.

Pit's wings are still stretched out from the surprise of the book collision--and finding out that Aziraphale was the cause of it. There are a few feathers floating around as a result.

"I'm... Nothing in particular!" he says, closing the book. It's a rather large book with tiny lettering.

It appears to be a scientific text on the subject of grass.

..... Well, that was an interesting choice of books. Aziraphale furrows a brow at Pit, looking rather confused.

"You're reading about grass?? I mean, I'm sure some people may find it a lovely topic, but I don't exactly see you as a... grass person. Would you like help finding a book that may interest you more?"

Searching through the stack he was carrying, there are a few fantasy novels mixed in with the reference textbooks. He sets them down on the table in a line.

"This was about grass? Oh, man, I thought it was about money!"

And thus Pit facepalms.

"Money??" Aziraphale looks at the book with confusion. "But it doesn't say... can you not read?"

It didn't occur to him that there would be anyone around who didn't know how to read...

"I...um... Well... no."

He lifts a hand to rub the side of his hair while his wings fold in bashfully. Um. Whoops?

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Oh goodness, someone who can't read?! Aziraphale looks terribly shocked by this, he can't imagine not being able to read, it would be terrible...

"Would you... would you like some help? I could teach you, if you want to learn." He isn't sure what he's doing, he's never taught someone how to read before...

Pit's wings flap open again. One of his feathers might have found its way to Aziraphale's face.

"Really? You'd do that? I'd appreciate it a lot! See I just got this new job and I don't want my boss thinking I'm stupid or anything..."

... Pit's wings dropped just about as many feathers as Aziraphale's did, that kind of amused him. He knocks the feather out of his face absently and clears his throat.

"It'd be my pleasure... I work here at the library six days a week, with Sundays off. Noon until evening. Whenever you have free time, I could teach you. Does your job require that you read?"

"I dunno," he says, placing a hand underneath his chin thoughtfully. "It's at a candy store. So, I guess?"

"A candy store? I can't say there would be too much reason for you to worry about reading, though I suppose it would be a nice skill to have. Still, I would let your boss know that you can't read yet, but that you're learning. Do you think they would be alright with that?" After all, it could be a bit disastrous if Pit's boss assumed Pit knew how to read and the young angel couldn't do his job because of that.

"He seemed pretty nice when I spoke to him."

"Then I'm sure he'll understand if you explain to him that you're learning." Aziraphale gives Pit a kind smile. "When would you like to get started, Pit?"

"Uhm..." He puts on his thinky face again. "I'm not doing anything today, but then that's kind of short notice."

"Oh!" He's a bit surprised that Pit would want to start so soon. "I'm actually ahead of schedule today." Likely because Aziraphale's done a good job of improving organization and general efficiency around the library. "If you just allow me to put these books back on their proper shelves, I'd be more than happy to take a break and get you started."

"All right!" he says, and the wings stretch out again, though thankfully without shedding.

He really needs to see someone about that shedding. ~~No wonder his wings are going bald.~~

~~Aziraphale is the last person you'd want to ask for wing care, his wings look terrible.~~

"Give me ten minutes." With a nod, Aziraphale puts all of the books back together, including Pit's grass book, and carefully carries them off to put them in their proper places. He returns, ten minutes later, with a much thinner book, several sheets of paper, and two pencils. The thin book was a children's book about the alphabet... one he may or may not have had to materialize himself considering this library was Japanese and had books on characters, not roman letters.

Aziraphale places the small book down in front of Pit. "We'll start with the alphabet, then."

Pit's a little embarrassed that he has to learn from a children's book, but you gotta start somewhere, right?

...can you get whiplash from the way people treat you based on your age? One moment he's an old man, the next he's a small child...

"That sounds great!"

Well your level of reading has to start somewhere, right?? In Pit's case, he knows about as much as a preschooler... Aziraphale would likely always view Pit as a small child, at least until he reaches one hundred in human years, because fifty is so incredibly young for an angel.

Aziraphale sits down beside him and opens up the book. "There are 26 letters in the English alphabet. Each one represents a different sound, and letters can be combined to make different sounds, and even full words. The first thing to do is to learn all of these letters, every sound they make, and how to write them."

Obviously the first letter in the picture book is the letter A, and there's a stereotypical apple above it... although this one may or may not have a snake curled around its base. What? Aziraphale could take some liberties for the sake of his own amusement...

"Whoa, so this one symbol represents 'apple'?"

...Pit no

Aziraphale blinks in surprise... err, no Pit. That's not how it works. "No, you see, this letter here is called 'A', and the letter 'A' makes a sound like 'ah' or 'aah', and sometimes 'ay'. In this case, the word 'apple' begins with an 'a' because it starts with an 'ah' sound...

"Does that make sense?"

"'A' as in 'ah'... Yeah, that makes sense! But... There's a lot of sounds in the English language... That must mean there's a ton of letters!"

were you paying attention or

"Err..." Aziraphale gives a small sigh, but he's not going to lose his patience. Not yet. "There are twenty-six, like I said before. You can combine letters to make new sounds... and some letters are capable of making more than one sound, depending on the circumstances... but let's start be learning the twenty-six letters and their basics first, shall we?"

Aziraphale turns the page to the letter B, with the letter C across from it. B had a picture of a book, C had a picture of several candles.

"'kay."

He gets the impression that he'd be better off not saying anything. So he doesn't. Only speak when spoken to!

...that's going to be hard. D:

Learning to read from scratch didn't even sound easy to Aziraphale... he couldn't comprehend it, considering he had been born knowing all the languages of men, even the written language before men had started writing things down.

He seems to notice Pit's discomfort with the difficulty, however, and tries to give him a small, reassuring smile. "It's going to take some time to learn, but with a lot of practice you'll be able to read just fine in no time, alright? I believe there's even a song of some kind to help you memorize the alphabet..." Not that he feels very confident in singing it...

Arturia walks towards the candy store, intent on checking out the prices and wares. What can she say? The girl likes food of any kind and she at the very least has to learn where the best shops in town are for when she has some proper cash on hand.

However upon seeing a familiar face outside, she pauses, then approaches Pit. Who could miss the sight of an angel standing outside the shop?

"Do angels like sweets, too?"

"Of course! Who doesn't like sweets?" He was pretty certain even Hades liked them. He seemed the type to overindulge in them. Then again, Medusa was pretty prickly, and Dark Pit... But maybe they loved candy in secret.

"But I work here."

"Are they going to pay you in candy?" she joked. What? It was a valid concern. Pit did seem like the sort of person who wouldn't mind if they did that.

"Maybe. I wouldn't mind as long as there's money involved."

"Well, I would hope so. I doubt your employer wants to face the wrath of one such as you."

"Aw, I'm not that scary! I'm an innocent little angel."

"Exactly." She has been hanging around a certain magus too much back home if she's starting to pick up on snark.

Yeah, so, Gabe was late. He wasn't going to stress it, he'd been so busy with his 'at home project' that he'd lost track of time.

He was a little surprised to see Pit there pacing outside, but he smirked and went to unlock the door.

"See? Told you I should have given you a key."

"Eh, I was early."

SOMEBODY's a workaholic.

Gabriel chuckles and goes in, holding the door open behind him.

“What? No dates to keep you occupied? Maybe a pet or something. You should get a pet sometime if you haven’t before, they’re incredibly fun.”

He shuffles in behind Gabriel. "D-dates? I haven't found anyone yet..."

He says as this is dated before that thread where he asked someone out on a date.

Gabe laughs and turns, an eyebrow raised.

"No? Well, then, might want to look a little harder or you'll miss all the good ones."

You're his new favorite troll bait on this subject, Pit.

Pit doesn't respond. His face turns a bright shade of red instead.

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