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IC CONTACT POST

[A woman's voice comes over the line.]

You've reached the Trickster's voicemail. Unfortunately, Mr. Trickster isn't available to take your call, nor will he likely ever be. Should you still wish to leave a message, please respond after the tone, and maybe we'll remember to get it to him, mmkay?

[Beep]

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... Why are there still triple fudge peppermint brownies in my fridge? And don't give me any excuse about learning manners. I know very well you pop in and out all the time to steal sweets.

Also have you seen my cat? Medea's disappeared again. Aphrodite and Mei are still around but she keeps getting out.

Belay this foolishness, Gabriel. For the love of mother and child, snap to and answer yer blasted contraption like a man.

For the record, the HoA is still angel-proofed. Michael included. There's space for both of you.

[VERY URGENT CALL OK 8| PICK UP]

Remember our first date?

[Lucifer waits in the hospital, by the vending machine. The moment Gabriel leaves--or is forced to leave--a room, he'll snag him.

But that's a long, long wait, and he realizes dimply that Gabriel might not leave her side at all. So, reluctantly, he reaches out with angel radio. He doesn't offer any words; just a feeling, compelling Gabriel to come.]

So, did you do anything interesting last night?

[Here that sound? It's the sound of beak tapping on glass outside the window. That beak just so happens to belong to a Scarlet Macaw and she's definitely not native to Canada.]

I need to borrow something, Gabriel.

[Yes, it is 3 in the morning.]

Gabriel. I went a little overboard with Chanukkah cooking. There's fresh doughnuts in the main kitchen it you want them.

[Complete with an attachment of trays of a few dozen doughnuts, in combination of jelly, jam, and curd filled, rolled in sugar, dusted in powered sugar, glazed, and frosted with vanilla or chocolate.]

[Lucifer is about a block from Sam Merlotte's bar. Drunk. Dizzy. Not at all sure how his last attempt at flight didn't work.

But you know what? He's okay with it. Life is more than a little hilarious right now.]

You have all of her herpes and none of my sympathy

I'm hiding behind a bush in mens clothing next to a ducks crossing sign. There are joggers. Please hurry.

just thought you should know it took me an hour and a half to make soup. I had to keep laying on my kitchen floor. being 21 is hard.

~~[ Cuz I fail at reading site names. *waves hands* LJ's never happened. It was all a dream. ]~~

Hi, um, my name's Finn Hudson and I heard that you have a club and that there's supposed to be job openings and I was wondering if that was true, you know, if you're still looking for people. I mean, I can wait on tables or watch the door or whatever you need. [SOB Why does this feel like the most awkward phone call he's ever made? :C] Well, thanks for-- Just thanks, I guess.

[She doesn't even wait for him to answer with a witty remark.]

'briel, I need you home right now.

[It's soft, shaky, and Mercy is scared.]

Archangel Gabriel grant thy strength --

[She stops.]

Gabriel, this is so, so bad. So so bad. I... one of the vampires...

[she can't even continue.]

Gabriel, can we speak?

I need to talk to you.

[Proper grammar clearly means this is serious business. It took over a month for her to become desperate enough to send this, okay.]

Edited 2012-03-03 06:42 (UTC)

I blame you.

[Lucifer is sitting on a headless tiger on the carousel. He's not angry...just bewildered, and a little ~~hurt~~ exhausted.]

What do you even see in these apes? You fell on a sword for them--and why? Dad knows the Winchesters didn't even like you.

Gabriel, we need to speak. It's important.

Edited 2012-03-17 05:25 (UTC)

[ Well, Jinx told him to bake something for Gabriel, to get his approval, and she suggested chocolate and strawberries. So, Gabriel will find this, this, and these waiting for him with a note that says: "I hope these are to your liking~ ♥ "

If there's one thing Johnny's good at, it's over-doing something.]

[It's fairly early in the morning. Not that it matters for angels.]

Oh, little brother, where art thou.

Come by my place, we need to discuss tactics. That and I think Xerxes has some cake you can steal.

[Early Friday morning. She knows you don't sleep.]

Saint Gabriel the Archangel, I venerate you as the Angel of the Incarnation, because God specially appointed you to bear the messages...

Now that I have your attention, can I talk to you or are you going to be pissed at me some more?

Attachment: [Jubilee.txt]

Convince me why I shouldn't give this conversation to both Michael and Lucifer. Because the alternative is I rip her esophagus from her body while she's still alive to feel it.

Should you wish to discuss the matter in person, I will be home.

[x,y]

Edited 2012-04-14 04:32 (UTC)

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