IC CONTACT POST

[uberboned]

[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]

[[OOC: This is an IC voicemail post for all verses games. Please put the name of the verse/game you want in the subject heading.]]

Comments

[uberboned]

I take it all back. I love this event.

[uberboned]

I think you're desperate, Mike. [Gabriel sounds a little defeated now. Part of him wants to believe it, but he also doesn't care enough. Dad left them. He has no right to talk to them now.] What did he say?

[expunger]

Shut your mouth before I do it for you. This event is tiresome.

[servingfather]

Maybe but not enough to hallucinate Him. [An admittance that doesn't come easily. He hadn't expected a reply or wasn't even sure he wanted one. Honestly Michael expected it to be heard but pushed aside like all of his other attempts to talk to God.] Quite a few things. We had a long conversation.

[There may not have been a lot of words exchanged but with everything else it had been a lot. More than Michael's gotten in a long time.] We talked about the family.

[uberboned]

[Gabriel sniffs the air experimentally. No, he's not... listening. At all.] Did you get new perfume? I can barely smell the hell-taint.

[uberboned]

Did He happen to mention why the hell He's lurking in Canada? [Gabriel's shoulders tense. This isn't a revelation that he's taking lightly.]

[expunger]

[Irritably she reaches out a hand, letting white light flare out blindingly to fill their sight with pure, untainted, brilliantly shining Grace. When it dies down, Gabriel's lingering injuries from the tunnels are gone.]

[servingfather]

It didn't come up. [He pauses now, shifting to look out at the water.] After the incident with Lucifer when Jinx announced your engagement we talked about repairing your relationship and he was more stubborn and angry than I thought. He agreed to ignore you so things didn't become worse.

[But that's not good enough for Michael, he wants them to be a family again.] I went to Father then. Asked Him to help. [And he was told to be honest so....here it goes.]

There are so many things that I've done wrong since He left, but I can't change it. I don't want the future that's still to come from my point in time. But...I'm not sure what to do. [He can't bring himself to just walk off the chessboard.]

[uberboned]

Hey! What're you- [......

His panic cuts off as he realizes... There's no hellfire anywhere in that. It feels... Nice, actually. Like real Grace. Gabriel blinks for a moment and then stares at Raphael.] Looks like Stella got her groove back.

[uberboned]

[Gabriel sticks his tongue in his cheek and goes quiet for a long time.] So what did He tell you to do?

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[paterelohim]

Boo.

[This is what he does when he's supposed to be clocking in... on time, for once.]

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[uberboned]

Don't you have a job, Chuck? [Good-naturedly, despite... Losing a large chunk of his friends within a month.]

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[paterelohim]

I don't know. That's what they tell me.

[servingfather]

He didn't really tell me what to do about it. I think... [A hesitant pause.] He gave me the choice to pick a right path. [Choices, Michael has choices but he doesn't even know what to do with this freedom after following the rules for so long.]

As for His advice on fixing this family...He said to set aside my role and masks, to stop being a leader and instead be a brother and friend - to be honest with all of you.

[expunger]

[Her annoyance softens for a moment as she looks at him. Oh, that is a reaction she could get used to.]

Yes, I have. [She understands some of his Gabriel gibberish now- enough to know what that means.] It wasn't easy. You once compared it to "looking for the only exhaust port on Mount Doom."

[Whatever the Hell that means. She still isn't sure. Something hyperbolic about impossible tasks, and that's it.]

[Adstring, Angel Radio]

[thelightbringer]

I thought I'd let you know I have something you don't have~

[He's not mocking you he's just...bein' Lucifer.]

Jinx gave me your sword. I'm keeping it.

[Adstring, Angel Radio]

[uberboned]

So I heard. You'll give it back if I ever feel the need to get chomped on by ants again, 'cause then you'll be sorry.

[Adstring, Angel Radio]

[thelightbringer]

With the way you hold this thing, the ants would just take it away and use it to scrape out their queen's crevices.

[Adstring, Angel Radio]

[uberboned]

Burn. Just don't pawn it and spend all the money in one place, bro.

[uberboned]

...Sounds like me. [He's stunned, okay? ...He's even more stunned that she (A. Remembered that and (B. Actually repeated it. This event, man.]

[uberboned]

[.......

Gabriel is utterly stunned for a long time before he finally manages to untangle his tongue enough to speak.]

Dad actually agreed with me? That's what I've been saying since the jump.

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[uberboned]

So what's the story, morning glory? I assume you got one.

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[paterelohim]

Yep. I have an idea. A proposition- not the Tijuana kind, that's nasty.

[Adstring, Angel Radio]

[thelightbringer]

If I do I'll share the hot new bike with you.

[expunger]

You said it in a moment of unique distress.

[Picture it: a tempest of centuries-old emotions, mounting frustrations, and immeasurable struggle coming together in a pained but honest moment between two long-divided siblings, and in a single chance to relate to her and appreciate the struggle ahead of her, he opened his mouth gravely and said... that.

It was memorable.]