[ Aziraphale is not given to what goes for modern technology in his world. He's an angel of old habits, from a human perspective; in his own, he simply sticks to what he likes, for a very long time.
Where does magical rock-based equipment stand in the line of modern to ancient, you might ask? Nobody really knows. All of it to say that, when the angel steps into the library that day, he has absolutely no idea of what happened.
He comes with an offer. The kind of offer that also doubles as a request. He needs something to do, as the hope of going hope starts to dwindle.
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Where does magical rock-based equipment stand in the line of modern to ancient, you might ask? Nobody really knows. All of it to say that, when the angel steps into the library that day, he has absolutely no idea of what happened.
He comes with an offer. The kind of offer that also doubles as a request. He needs something to do, as the hope of going hope starts to dwindle.
Aziraphale calls out.]
Hello?