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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]
[[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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Castiel has totally ditched the Temple because it's a nightmare, and he has an errand he needs to run anyway. So he finds himself stepping into Gabriel's place without an invitation because whatever, he's Castiel, and he glances around for his brother.]
Gabriel?
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Gabriel pokes his head out of what passes for a kitchen in his little stone condo and raises an eyebrow.]
Tired of the wife takin' in strays, huh?
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[In the tone of YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW, as Castiel picks up the puppy without a second thought. He loves animals and hellhounds are no exception, though he seems to really notice the dog for the first time as he's holding at and gives Gabriel a look.]
When did you acquire a hellhound?
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Puppy mill. [He makes a "duh" face.] Where d'you think? Crowley gave him to me.
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[Castiel sets the dog back down as he starts wiggling around with no regard for whether it would fall on his face. He frowns a little at the answer.]
Why?
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[He'd been super annoying to work with for that reason. Though that reminds Castiel...]
I don't have a hellhound for you, but I do need some honey.
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[It doesn't really matter, but if he has to be the town's honey dealer, he likes to know where it's going.]
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[And considering Gabriel's
hackjobsigils on Sam's ribs, Castiel assumes the archangel can understand why Sam needs it.]no subject
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Better, because of you, but he's still unwell.
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He flops down on the nearest chair.] Problem with joining Team Humanity at the eleventh hour is people expect you to put your money where your mouth is when you live. Shocker.
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[The whole 'oops you're alive' thing, he means. There's no escaping helping out. But, off the topic of Winchesters....]
Inias is here.
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[Inias is a little naive, and more than a little too gentle to really be a soldier, but he's smart. Castiel is sure he'll be alright, especially with Castiel and Gabriel here; he likely won't stay past the week anyway.]
I believe he's afraid of you, however.
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[Castiel is resigned to not having any rep at this point, and Gabriel should join him in reality.]