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[uberboned]

[I'm going to assume Gabe's disco is gone, thanks to Az. Or Dean got bored and made it go away. Or Gabe is actually recording this from a maintenance hallway where he has taken up residence to live forever as a hobo. Whatever.]

I don't wanna be the guy pulling the divine retribution card here, but I wasn't here for the whole "Davros situation" and all I know is that he's some crazy guy in a wheelchair who... Likes genocide or something. This is all hearsay. Whatever. Don't actually care for the gory details. All I know is that half of everyone's afraid of him, the other half thinks that half is stupid, and a good portion of people here just wanna kick over the little son of a bitch's wheelchair. And he's a dick.

But, uh, guys? You have two, count 'em- two angels on this boat, on top of whatever else is lurking, so what's the big deal? If he tries anything shifty until some poor sap gets shackled to him, we got it covered. Ain't nothing we can't handle. Really. I promise. Return to your lives as normal, citizens.

[Private to Irene.]

Don't poke the crazy guy in the wheelchair. Or I'll find you. And you'll hate it.

Comments

[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

Yes. Actual angels. Less with the wings. Blah, blah, blah. Anymore of that and I'm gonna start drawing up diagrams for the newbies.

And I obviously can't tell you anything about that. Don't know, don't care until he does something worth noting other than be "vaguely menacing" in a "you had to be there to know why" kinda way.

[fireworkbubbles.livejournal.com]

Umm... sorry dude? The one Angel I knew had wings. I'm just... kinda trying to figure out what's going on, without, ya know, attaching myself to Kurt's tail. Or something.

I got here last night, so I'm still kinda trying to find my feet.

[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

I said "less with the wings," not "they don't exist." It's complicated.

Welcome to the Barge. It don't get easier.

[fireworkbubbles.livejournal.com]

[a laugh] Dude, I grew up in a house where time travellers, interdimensional travellers, space aliens, death and resurrection not to mention all sorts of other things... were considered Tuesday. I can roll with the whole Angel thing.

Oh, I'm Jubes, by the way.

[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

Good to know. You can count yourself one of the lucky few.

Name's Gabriel. Yeah, that one.

[fireworkbubbles.livejournal.com]

[Okay NOW SHE IS CURIOUS. YOU HAVE INTRIGUED HER GABE]

Really? As in Sodom and Gomorrah and all that? Wow. I kinda feel like I should genuflect or something.

[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

Yep, and then some. No autographs please.

[fireworkbubbles.livejournal.com]

[Another laugh] Wouldn't think of it. Guess I'm just really curious as to, well, why you'd choose this? I mean, I get the whole redemption thing would be your schtick, I just... it seems weird to me that you'd bother. I always thought you guys were way too busy for little stuff like this.

[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

Long story. Kinda sucks. And the cliffnotes are in Aramaic. Leeet's just say I had a gig awhile back where I did a lot of what I'm doing right now... Okay, it was actually a heckuva lot more than what I'm doing right now, but it's hard to be over the top on the Titanic.

[fireworkbubbles.livejournal.com]

Hmm. I guess I can see that. So, Gabriel, tell me how the weirdorama Admiral ensnares an Archangel - heh, knew a guy called that - into dragging some schmuck outta the metaphorical black-soul gutter.

And tell me what a girl's gotta do to make sure she doesn't like incur wrath or whatever it is. So not down with the powerful wrathing.

[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

Personal vacation. And I'm a pretty easy-going guy, precious. Just don't me any hard questions, don't discuss my family with me, and don't make too many presumptions, and we'll get along just fine.

Oh, and don't be an asshole. That's a big one.

[fireworkbubbles.livejournal.com]

Weeell... I kinda suck at the angelic family tree thing, my hardest question is probably going to be "Where do they hide all the chocolate on this boat?" and my biggest assumption is that you totally have to have a sweet set up.

As for being an asshole? Usually only to my friends, but they're used to it, and just call me Juberine. But you can just call me Jubes.

[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

It looks like I stole a porn star's apartment, but it's homey. And they hide the chocolate with me. Got kind of a sweet tooth, so I keep myself stocked up. 'Course, it's total contraband, but a guy's got needs.

Nice to meetcha, Jubes.

[fireworkbubbles.livejournal.com]

Sooo... what's a girl gotta do to get some of your stash? C'mon, work with me here, Gabriel, no McBurgers and a limited supply of gum. I have needs too, ya know?

[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

I'll keep you posted, Jubes. Although, if you ever swing by level seven, look me up. Might be able to help you out.

[fireworkbubbles.livejournal.com]

I guess I'll have to just do that sometime. Ya know, you're a pretty cool guy, Gabe.

[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

I know. It's a curse. But right back atcha, kiddo.