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?

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[[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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[quackery.livejournal.com]

it's not a whatever you said egg

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[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

I hope you don't expect me to do this by chanting Enochian via text message.

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[quackery.livejournal.com]

can you come over?

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[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

Gimme me three seconds.

[ANNNNND then there was a Gabriel in Phancyhive. Considering how often he trolls and dotes on the residents here, you'd think he'd have been here before, but.... Nope.]

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[quackery.livejournal.com]

[She's in her room when he magically poofs in. Sup.]

Hi, Gabriel.

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[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

[Gabriel shoves his hands in his pockets and gives her an awkward nod.] You still have your vocal chords. Good. Wouldn't want you bartering off anything else on me.

[A beat] Still mad at me?

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[quackery.livejournal.com]

I wouldn't unless I knew it was a good idea!

Yes. [Though she sounds more disappointed than anything else, really.]

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[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

Okay. Since you're still "mad" at me, I'll keep the smartass comment to myself, and won't call Trancy in for your intervention. [He holds out a hand.] Gimme the thingy.

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[quackery.livejournal.com]

He... already talked to me about it. [She slips a ring off her finger and puts it in his hand. Surprise, her soul is constantly changing forms in addition to being trapped inside something! Then, hesitantly:]

Don't break it.

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[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

Your contracting kitty-friend already gave me that speech after I stabbed him five times. [He cringes and gives her a sheepish look.] He got better... And got four Chinese dinners out of it. Eesh.

[He studied the ring in his hand, frowning at the corruption in it before covering his hand over it and murmuring in some archaic language. The tips of his fingers glowed with an opalescent pearly light and when he pulled his hand away, the gem seemed healthier and brighter... Gabriel on the other hand looked mildly ill. There... Might be a reason those things are better left to grief seeds. He shook it off and then handed the ring back to her.]

How did it go with Alois anyway?

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[quackery.livejournal.com]

Qua-?! Y-Y-You did what?

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[quackery.livejournal.com]

[Upon seeing his change in expression, her own expression shifts from shock to concern. Regardless of whether or not she was cross with him...]

Gabriel, are you alright?

...Fine. It went fine.

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[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

[AND ALL OF THAT GETS IGNORED IN FAVOR OF...]

...Did you seriously almost quack at me?

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[quackery.livejournal.com]

N-N-No! Why would I do that? [Seeing as she STILL HAS NO CLUE that he knows.]

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[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

[AND HE WILL CONTINUE TO LET HER THINK THAT, BECAUSE REALLY, AHIRU?]

Just checking. And I'm fine. Just a little outta practice. [He shakes his hand a little.] I'm not exactly the most pure angel to begin with, but that should work.

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[quackery.livejournal.com]

[ONE DAY SHE WILL UNCOVER THE TRUTH!]

Out of practice? And... Aren't all angels supposed to be pure?

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[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

By nature, sure. Not so much when they've been on the outs with Heaven for centuries. Still, it's good. I promise. I wouldn't give you bad merchandise, kiddo.

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[quackery.livejournal.com]

On the outs with Heaven?

[A pause, and then she speaks with a small smile in her voice.] I know you wouldn't. Hey, Gabriel?

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[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

Don't worry about it, kiddo.

[That makes him tilt his head slightly.] Yep?

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[quackery.livejournal.com]

[She looks away.]

I'm sorry for worrying you. But I promise everything's gonna be okay.

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[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

[DAMMIT. WHY DOES SHE PING HIS BIG BROTHER INSTINCTS SO HARD. He reaches out and touches her hand gently.] I know. You're a good kid, Ahiru. One of the best.

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[quackery.livejournal.com]

[It's the liberal amounts of adorbs inside of her, Gabriel. She sounds a little melancholy when she speaks, though.]

You think?

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[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

I know. And don't let anyone tell you any different.

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[quackery.livejournal.com]

Even if I made everybody worry?

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[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

Even then.