13th Book || Eternal Youth (OTA)

[manicuredangel]

Who: Aziraphale manicuredangel (aka Ezra Fell of class 1-3) and YOU!
Where: around school
When: throughout the event
Rating: PG for now
Summary: Ezra is just trying to have a good Cultural Festival and often that means busting slackers. This is Aziraphale's event catch-all post.
The Story:

Ezra Fell is a studious boy in class 1-3. He tends to spend a lot of time in the library and take school activities seriously because he should. And he really tries his hardest to get others to play along. He can be found:

a) In class 1-3 trying to help with planning.

b) On the way back to class after taking the liberty of a supply run during his lunch.

c) In the library studying.

d) At the onigiri both handing out his very odd onigiri (you wanted lemon curd or goat cheese in your rice, right?).

e) At the dance.

Comments

[path_to_dawn]

"What's this."

The stranger states this slightly rhetorical question as he peels back a soggy sheet of seaweed, where lemon curd stretches out grotesquely from it and the triangle of rice in yellowish, oozing strings with all the cringe-inducing, morbid curiosity of inspecting a recently used handkerchief.

That aforementioned stranger peered up through the haphazard cascade of ragged silver hair to fix a skeptical stare on Ezra, his mouth twisting into a smirk. "You guys put lemon in here?" A chortle is only half-hidden in his incredulous remark, this boy wearing rumpled jeans and a white cotton crew shirt, collar lined in canary yellow. He's not from the High School, just another visitor. Perhaps a relative or friend of another student, or casing out his next academic home.

"Weirdo," he adds. The lemon curd onigiri is covered again by its layer of nori; does the visitor really intend on eating that? Just which of them is the weirdo, here?

[manicuredangel]

Aziraphale just beams at him innocently. "Onigiri surprise? Though if you prefer, there's some with marmite."

[path_to_dawn]

"You're kidding," replies the boy, giving the other collected onigiri a scrutinizing glance. It's a sly sort of smile that serves as his preamble to rising to the perhaps unintended challenge; the stranger eats the first without complaint, then puts out his hand for the second.

The conclusion? "Not bad. Let's find out if this marmite stuff holds up to the test."

[manicuredangel]

He smiles, pleased that someone else seems to appreciate his odd tastes. He hands him a marmite filled onigiri. "There's some caviar ones too."

LIBRARY

[thepointisdolphins]

Crowley only sort of understands Ezra's Thing for books. He understands it on the level that it's the same sort of Thing that he himself has for plants. So, the books part he gets, but the library part, not so much. Libraries are stuffy and boring and quiet--which, to be fair, also describes Ezra, so there's that. Still, every time Crowley steps in one he has the urge to start yelling really loudly or set something on fire. Just to get all these dreary sods moving.

He's skipping class to come find Ezra and he spots him at his favorite table. He smirks and slides into the seat across from him.

"Hey, angel." Haha it's fun using mushy endearments ironically. Ha.

[manicuredangel]

Yes, dear. It's so very ironic. So totally ironic when Ezra can hear every ounce of affection behind it. If that's the justification you need to keep it up, by all means...

Ezra looks up, not at all surprised to see Anthony here. Still, he puts on is stern face. "Aren't you supposed to be in class?"

[thepointisdolphins]

"Yeah, so?" He grins and props his chin on his hands. "I got thinking that I wanted to see my honey bunny sugar angel so I skipped out."

That one was a lot more authentically ironic.

"You know you're so cute when you're studying? Your forehead does this squishy wrinkly thing."

[manicuredangel]

In fact, it's doing that squishy wrinkly thing right now, but it's entirely because of that... pet... name... thing...

"You can see me after class, you know. I wasn't planning on leaving until I'd finished my work."

[thepointisdolphins]

He pouts. He's very good at pouting.

"Are you saying you don't want to see me?"

[manicuredangel]

"That's not what I'm saying at all and you know it, Anthony. You shouldn't neglect your studies just for my sake, dear. Your education is important. I just want you to have a good future."

[thepointisdolphins]

He snorts. "Ha, please, my future is already in the tank and we both know it." Considering his parents both launder money for the local yakuza, it's pretty clear where Crowley will end up. "And school just isn't my scene. I just wanna enjoy life, you know? Do what I want and screw what people think."

His smile is instantly back in place. "And what I really wanna do is hide in the bookshelves and snog."

[manicuredangel]

He gives him a look. "Really, my dear. You and I both know that you are not in reality required to follow in your parents' footsteps. You're so fond of plants, why not study botany? Wouldn't you rather have a greenhouse full of exotic plants than..." He waves his hand vaguely in the direction of Anthony's house.

[thepointisdolphins]

He sighs a little. So much for snogging. "Ezra, we've been over this a million times. You don't really just...leave that life. My parents already have me running numbers. And there are guys over at my house all the time, and..." He trails off and shrugs. "I mean, it's not a bad life. I don't really mind it. It's just how things are, right?"

He looks dreamily at the ceiling. "Having a greenhouse, though, that would be something..."

[manicuredangel]

"Maybe if we go outside of their sphere of influence..." It's not that snogging is entirely off the table. Just delayed for a bit.

"I'm not saying it's a bad or good life, but you should be allowed to make your own decisions. Giving up before you've even truly started your life isn't making your own decision."

[thepointisdolphins]

He gives Ezra a pointed look. "You know it doesn't work like that. Come on, man." He reaches across the table and toys with one of Ezra's curls for a moment. "I don't want to talk about the future, okay?"

C. Library

[humanities_greatest]

[By now, Integra knew almost everyone that tended to frequent the library. Erza was by far the only one she had never spoken to or known. She figured he was a class under hers and that's why she wasn't too keen on who he was. That being said, she figured it was about time to get to know another studious soul in the school.]

Studying hard? [Her voice was low, they were in a library after all.]

[manicuredangel]

[He looks up and smiles at the upperclassman. It hadn't escaped his notice that she was at the library about as often as he, but he had always been too focused to make introductions himself, either on his schoolwork or the dark haired boy that always wears sunglasses.]

Oh, of course. Er, well... I'm ahead, actually. I'm getting next week's work done.

[humanities_greatest]

You should ease it up or you might run out of things to preoccupy yourself with.

[Integra did her work on time but even the clubs she was in sometimes weren't enough to keep her busy. That being said, this kid was pretty hardcore. Still, she meant no disrespect, she only smiled.]

[manicuredangel]

[He chuckles, beaming up at her.] Oh, hardly. I have plenty of distractions. [Like his boyfriend and reading for fun.]

[humanities_greatest]

[Aren't you cute! Everyone has someone and here she is still not sure of who to choose.]

Then you have your life all set. Mind telling me your secret?

[manicuredangel]

Oh, I don't know about my whole life. But at least for now...

[He blinks and blushes faintly.] Ah, my boyfriend is very good at distracting me.

[humanities_greatest]

You're boyfriend? [Well now, he really DOES have it together.] How lucky of you.

[manicuredangel]

He can be a bit of a troublemaker, but we've known each other our whole lives.

[humanities_greatest]

How romantic. [Ugh, she was such a sucker for this type of romance.]

I'm very happy for you.

[manicuredangel]

[He chuckles, eyes lit up.]

Thank you, dear. I know I would do anything to grow old with him.