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.]]

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[servingfather]

Do you have so little faith in me that you think I won't find the right way on my own?

angel radio || SP

[uberboned]

[Apparently, you can groan over angel radio. WHO KNEW?]

Must we, really?

angel radio || SP

[servingfather]

[Don't give him that, bro. :| So not in the mood.]

I want to talk about the SERO lab, so yes - we must.

[ACTION]

[uberboned]

[AND SUDDENLY: GABRIEL.]

How'd you find out about that?

[ACTION]

[servingfather]

[He doesn't even blink at Gabriel's arrival as if he was expecting his younger sibling.]

I was there, I saw what they were doing with what they got from you. Then I burned it to the ground. [Michael went Old Testament on the damn place.]

[Voicemail]

[vw_coyote]

[She's still shaken by what she sensed. She's kinda been hiding under Anna's bed. It's safer there.]

Hey, Gabriel? Anyway I could invite you over for cookies?

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[uberboned]

Your girlfriend has a guy's name. Someone's projecting.

[uberboned]

[He sighs] I don't have an overabundance of faith period, Michael.

[ACTION]

[uberboned]

What? Rewind and explain that in a way that actually makes sense. [Yep. Gabriel's... definitely sounding a little panicky.]

[Call]

[uberboned]

Can't really say no to cookies. [He sounds utterly miserable. Michael's revelation hit HARD.]

[servingfather]

You should work on that. [A pause because Michael doesn't really ask for help. Raphael and Lucifer give it, most of the siblings take orders.] Though I would appreciate your help.

[ACTION]

[servingfather]

[Sighs.]

Don't you read the news? My work made the headline the other day. [Though he does "rewind".] Lucifer and I were summoned to a SERO lab and what I found there were little monstrous angels that they had cloned. They had all sorts of research that they had done based off of samples they had gotten from one of us. [The way he says it is like he knows it was Gabriel they had gotten it from, though there's no blame or anger in the words.] We killed all of those involved in the project, destroyed the research and the clones before I burned the entire place down.

[ACTION]

[uberboned]

[And Gabriel just... stares.]

..Oh.

[Yeah, that's... pretty much all he's got.]

[uberboned]

With what? Setting you on the right path? Or tracking down Daddy and making him answer us straight? 'Cause, lemme tell you, one of those options sounds real tempting right now and it ain't the first one.

[Call]

[vw_coyote]

I'm still baking them. Feel free to pop on by.

[expunger]

[She nods, conceding the point with surprising ease.]

Where are the rest of your snakes?

[She only sees (or senses) one. What's going on bro.]

[ACTION]

[servingfather]

[He'll give Gabe a moment.]

Did you know they had taken samples from you?

[servingfather]

I have no interest in finding Father but if you wish to speak to Him...well, He seems to be answering prayers.

[uberboned]

Maybe I'll do that. [He has a few ideas.]

[ACTION]

[uberboned]

It didn't really occur to me. [He sounds particularly agitated- then again, who wouldn't?]

[uberboned]

...I have an army of snakes?

[Action]

[uberboned]

[AND SO HE DOES. At least angels don't typically look haggard, even when they're anxious as all hell.]

So what's the story, Morning Glory?

[Action]

[vw_coyote]

[And so she whips around with a spatula in her hand ready to defend the cookiesherself. She clutches the sheep necklace, panting and trying really hard not to have a panic attack.

So, someone to share your anxiety.]

I needed cookies for a change and thought you might too.

[Because, man does she.]

[Action]

[uberboned]

[Gabriel raises an eyebrow at her.] Jumpy, huh? What's got your fur in a bunch?

[Action]

[vw_coyote]

[She snorts and turns back to getting cookies off the sheet.]

Whatever happened the other night. I spent it under Anna's bed.

[So, what happened Gabe?]