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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[uberboned]

"Well, yeah, but most people didn't want to- No, wait. I take it back. Anton LeVay made "boning Satan" a legitimate past-time for bored Goths and people who hate the world." He shrugs, making it a point to show how utterly put-out he is by the way he's being used, even if he feels nothing of the sort.

"I'll see what I can do about getting invited to death god brunch."

[thelightbringer]

"Jinx had that part covered." Break is neither a Goth nor someone who hates the world, but self-loathing is probably credential enough.

But he smirks at Gabriel, his tone lilts a little more. "Your country's very proud of you."

[uberboned]

"And that ended so well." In that it didn't end at all. Jinx might be off having awkward sexual tension with Kids, but Gabriel knew she hadn't let go of Lucifer yet, despite what she said.

"Yeah, yeah. Save it for when they don't eat me alive. My last experiences with gods aren't the best." Considering his god squad and the Animus...

[thelightbringer]

Lucifer just smirks. "They're nowhere near as reactive as the gods you laid down with. You can even hold conversations with these gods. Do you think you can handle that?"

[uberboned]

And Gabriel's response to to roll his eyes. "Oh, I don't know, Lucy. I'm just so used to communicating in only clicks and grunts and 'me throw rock at mortals.'"

[thelightbringer]

It's not that no one else can get away with that kind of sarcasm. It's just that no one else can get a smile out of Lucifer for it.

"I honestly thought you'd show up in a chimp vessel when I saw you again."

[uberboned]

Gabriel's response is a petulant raspberry, but he's snickering, so the effect is lost. "Please. Now Zachariah's meat sock? That hunk of corporate d-bag he was wearing was one off from a gorilla in Armani."

[thelightbringer]

Lucifer groans, agreeing. He and Gabriel are limited in what vessels they can take, but the world was fairly wide open for Zachariah. "Where did he find him? The edge of the roof of an insurance agency?"

[uberboned]

"And the part that gets me is that he had to be devout- who the hell works in any career that body could have been suited for and actually believes there's a God?" Gabriel throws out his arms in a wide gesture. "Whole world of options and he picks that guy. Maybe he had a hot wife who was really hoping he'd end up jumping."

[thelightbringer]

Lucifer strokes his chin. "I wonder how Zachariah would have handled her...business negotiations as they're undressing? Compromising 'no tongue' for 'no ropes'?"

[uberboned]

He grins snidely. "Literal ropes or figurative ropes?" Gabriel: He's Degrassi- he goes there.

[thelightbringer]

"Do you really want to think about him as a domme? Think about him in skin tight latex and tell me you don't resent the human race a little."

[uberboned]

And rather than respond, Gabriel starts faking like he's throwing up in his mouth a little, overdramatically.