IC CONTACT POST
Oct. 19th, 2010 10:32 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)

[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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Date: 2011-12-09 09:08 am (UTC)[For an exquisitely rare moment, Lucifer is simply Lucifer, without anything but his own vulnerability and the barest flicker of hope that Aslan helped rekindle.
He thinks of Chuck and it snuffs out like an ember in a jar, leaving him cold and distant and hateful.
His last tie to home, his only barometer for whether or not he'll be able to save his own life and his brother's, doesn't believe in him. Hates him, in fact, and wants him to fail.]
...I should go. Your w-- girl is waiting for you anyway.
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Date: 2011-12-09 09:12 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-09 09:19 am (UTC)I don't really care what Chuck does, but if it somehow gets him killed, I hope it's slow and that he dies screaming. If not for Michael, I would have fed him through a meat grinder and handed him out to the city's stray dogs. That's where he stands with me.
...But if you can't seem to write me off yet, who am I to shake off you or Michael...? [A whisper of a smile. You win this round, Gabriel.]