uberboned | 038 (Voice/Video) And, all the while, coyote keeps on singing....

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038 (Voice/Video) And, all the while, coyote keeps on singing....

[There's some scratching sounds on the microphone and what to human ears will sound like a frustrated dog's growling is actually Gabriel swearing and trying to urge HIS NEWFOUND PAWS to operate the controls on his journal. After a moment of cojoling, the video clicks on and there's an EXTREME CLOSE-UP OF A PAIR OF AMBER EYES AND A SNOUT... And then Gabriel hops back, revealing... A coyote. Sitting in a chair, tilting his head at the camera.]

...Honestly? I was kinda expecting a lot worse.

[Now watch as he realizes that only the fraction of the Barge that is currently animal in nature actually understands what he just said. HE CAN ONLY BE ANNOYING TO A SMALL PORTION OF THE POPULACE.]

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[If Cas had his old form he'd be glaring at you right now.]

Do they all require transformations of some sort?

...I'm glad you find this so amusing Gabriel. For a moment I thought this was your doing.

It varies. Sometimes they just make you act like a complete idiot, which really ain't much of a change for some of these bozos.

[Gabriel snorts and scratches his ear with his hindleg.] Please. Part of the deal, bro. I keep my mojo to myself- most of the time. I don't plan on seeing what it's like on the other side of the line.

I suppose with so many people that's to be expected.

[A considering stare.] Perhaps death has matured you Gabriel. Or maybe it's the fear of the afterlife?

[Gabriel has learned one thing about this form. It doesn't hide emotions well, which means.... You get a growling, bristly coyote baring its teeth at the camera, all of a sudden. YEAH, YOU HIT A NERVE. WITH A SLEDGEHAMMER.]

Great insight, Dr. Freud. Here's an idea... Next time you have a thought about me- y'know, any thought? Let it go.

[He tilts his head and gives what might have been a look of confusion had it been on a human face. As usual he doesn't get the reference.]

Who is Dr. Freud?

I see no reason to keep my thoughts to myself when I am asking a legitimate question.

[This face? This is the face of a coyote that would facepalm if it could. His hackles are still up, though. HE'S ALLOWED TO BE TACTLESS. OTHER PEOPLE ARE NOT ALLOWED TO BE TACTLESS TO HIM. It's a thing.]

You know that little voice that tells you to quit when you're ahead, Castiel? You don't have one. But here's something I know you'll understand, so get the trout out of your little feathery head and listen up.

[He leans closer to the camera.]

If you don't wanna end up in another room with no doors, I'd drop the whole subject of me and the "d" word. Capiche?

[Way to rustle his feathers Gabriel. Castiel doesn't like being threatened so pretend he's glaring at you.]

...Understood.

[He'll let the matter drop...for now.]

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