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

[ofthursday]

You needn't tell me. I have had this occur several times.

[The whole 'oops you're alive' thing, he means. There's no escaping helping out. But, off the topic of Winchesters....]

Inias is here.

[uberboned]

I saw 'em. Great kid. Still a little green, but eh, he'll learn. [Gabriel shrugs. Baby angels- what can you do?]

[ofthursday]

He'll catch on quickly.

[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.

[uberboned]

He'll get over that. Or he'll make me look better in front of everyone, which is a win-win situation for me.

[ofthursday]

I'm not certain there's any making you look better.

[Castiel is resigned to not having any rep at this point, and Gabriel should join him in reality.]