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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[Action]

[thelightbringer]

[Lucifer is about a block from Sam Merlotte's bar. Drunk. Dizzy. Not at all sure how his last attempt at flight didn't work.

But you know what? He's okay with it. Life is more than a little hilarious right now.]

[Action]

[uberboned]

[And here's Gabriel. Walking. Because his Grace is dying a slow death and has to recharge and life sucks for him. AND OH SHIT, IT'S LUCIFER. He should... Probably run. But no, the fraternal sympathy that will always exist within him kicks in and he has to go investigate his extremely drunken brother and make sure he doesn't... Wander into traffic or something.

Fuck his life.

At least when he approaches, he approaches cautiously.] Uh... Lucifer?

[thelightbringer]

[Give him a second. And then when Lucifer sees him he grins and mock-salutes.]

What are you doing here?

[uberboned]

[Obviously, the world is pitying his lack of risk assessment, because... Did that just happen? Excuse him while he stares.]

Not having nearly as good a day as you are.

[thelightbringer]

Of course not. [He takes a few deliberate, uneven steps closer.]

I'm getting a dog. And where have you been?

[uberboned]

I'm pretty sure you put out a restraining order against me, Lucifer. [He's not touching the dog thing.]

[thelightbringer]

Yeah but not when I'm happy.

[uberboned]

Can I quote you on that?

[thelightbringer]

Knock yourself out.

[He steps closer still. Close enough to touch Gabriel, or to throw up on him, though fortunately Old Scratch looks like he can hold his liquor down.]

You didn't tell Michael I kicked you out of the family.

[uberboned]

Michael doesn't exactly scream "come tell me your problems and I'll fix them." And going behind your back when you seem so homicidally focused on murdering me and everyone I know just... Struck me as a bad idea.

[thelightbringer]

You're learning. [Finally. Lucifer ruffles his hair.]

But I don't want to kill you again. It's just...you don't care about me, or Michael, so I can't let you live if you act up. [There! All better, right? Never mind that Lucifer is once again leaping to extremes. Gabriel loves Jinx most, so he doesn't love Lucifer at all. He only does this with family.]

[uberboned]

I do care about you and Michael. You just don't wanna share me with the other people I care about. [He's explaining this very slowly, like... Someone might explain nuclear physics to an enraged bear.]

[thelightbringer]

Wrong. [Finger raised, almost in Gabriel's face. Depth perception while drunk? Nah.]

I don't want you to let me be put in fire, and you don't see any problem with her having done it already. You're the enemy, Gabriel. I trusted you and I--

And if she ever lets someone try it on Michael, I'll tear this whole city down. I just got him to like birds! [He's trying to explain the progress they've made. Their bird is pretty much the pinnacle.] And he doesn't like strippers.

[uberboned]

[Slooowly backing up.] No one is lighting anyone on fire- you're just jumping to conclusions. All things considered, Lucy, you've been a saint. Buying birds, going to clubs, living the dream- keep doing that and there won't be any problems.

[thelightbringer]

I didn't buy it. [What is wrong with you.] I Created it. [Which is...huge, for Lucifer. He never Creates anything, certainly never anything living. After all, that would be using knowledge God gave him.]

She's already done it, Gabriel. Take the Oil away and there won't' be any problem. Prove you care about either of us.

[It's a sad little test. He knows Gabriel won't; it's why he's secured his own way of getting the Oil out of her hands.]

[uberboned]

Great. Create a whole flock. [Anything but keep having this conversation right now.]

If I do, she'll just find her way to get more. She's a free spirit- honestly, Lucifer, you'd think you'd be able to relate.

[thelightbringer]

The Oil doesn't sprout up, Gabriel. It's rare. Convince her to leave it alone. I'll even make a deal!

[Lucifer's fresh from Hell. That fire is about the only thing that frightens him. And a frightened Lucifer is a dangerous Lucifer.]

And if she keeps finding it, I'll just have to kill you both. Don't you get it? I can't let her endanger Michael. Or me. And I know you'd fall apart without her, so.... [A shrug that becomes contemplative halfway] You know, in the Pit, I kept wanting to call to you...but I thought they'd see you as a traitor if you reacted. Before the Ellysian, I would never have even considered killing you. I loved you, Gabriel. But I think it's going to get easier the more you make me do it.

[uberboned]

[And all Gabriel can say to any of that is...]

Wow. You're a creepy drunk.

[thelightbringer]

I miss you.

[Really creepy. Also looking just the slightest bit like a kicked puppy.]

[uberboned]

[Way to kick Gabriel in the heart, Lulu.] I'll talk to her. We'll work this out. The town's too small for us to keep bringing the apocalypse to it.

[thelightbringer]

[He nods, too drunk to find any fault in that argument. He slings his arm around Gabriel's shoulders and half-leads, half-leans them both down the sidewalk.]

We're getting a dog.

[uberboned]

[And Gabriel just... Accepts this, because what are you gonna do? Argue with drunk Satan?] Think you mentioned that, but hey! Good for you guys. It'll make your place more homey.

[thelightbringer]

You sound like Sam. [Because Lucifer had harassed the poor man over and over in the bar about it.]

What's your home like?

[uberboned]

Ugh. Please. I could deal with you threatening to kill me, but anything but that.

[He sighs.] Big, roomy... Full of emotionally stunted people. And I think there's a dead body in our panic room.

[thelightbringer]

You know him? [Lucifer nudges him--it turns into a stronger gesture than he meant, thanks to the alcohol.] You get around.

And tell Jinx to stop killing people. It's unhygenic.