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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

[inhumandog.livejournal.com]

Ah, refreshing arrogance.

Where would we be without it?

[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

It's justified arrogance.

[inhumandog.livejournal.com]

Oh yes. Because you are an angel.

[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

Actually, it's because I'm the guy who leveled Sodom and Gomorrah with one hand tied behind his back, but being an angel helps.

Incidentally, I still kinda hate myself for following that order. Missed a lot of good potential with that one.

[tartaned.livejournal.com]

...Is it truly necessary to include me in your declarations?

[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

Yep.

[inhumandog.livejournal.com]

Yes, yes. Poor, pitiful you.

[fireworkbubbles.livejournal.com]

Divine retribution? ... Never mind. Except... real angels? Like with wings and stuff? And I'd love for someone to explain the whole "Davros" thing.

[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

[He is so not listening to you, Iago.]

Then again, I think I broke even when they built Vegas...

[tartaned.livejournal.com]

I'm afraid of what you would do without my influence.

[Private]
Are you all right that Castiel's left? Ruby called him an enigma, and it's certainly apt, to say the least...

[inhumandog.livejournal.com]

[Iago does this to people, too...so he is TOTALLY ANNOYED BY IT]

Angel.

You are veering into territory that means nothing to me.

[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.

[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

[O RLY, IAGO?]

What? Did you say something?

[inhumandog.livejournal.com]

Say? No. Of course not. Continue your rambling.

[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

The same thing I do every night, Pinky.

[Private]

I'm fiiiine. I was placing bets on how long he'd stick around before he decided he had to go take care of that Daddy situation back home.

[tartaned.livejournal.com]

You realize I have no idea what that means.

[Private]
He... did seem particularly single-minded. I suppose that's laudable in some circumstances.

[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

Not that you probably know what Vegas is...

[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]

You and Alastair are both so bad at this game.

[Private]

That's 'cause Cas's brain is the size of a peanut. If it has to hold more than one thought, it explodes. Like the... Y'know what, you're not gonna get that reference either, so I'm just not gonna make it.

[inhumandog.livejournal.com]

No. No I do not.

[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.

[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

Your loss, pal. Your loss.

[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.

[inhumandog.livejournal.com]

Why?

[tartaned.livejournal.com]

Really, my dear. Comparing me to Alastair is going too far.

[Private]
I'd ask if you were always this complimentary behind closed doors, but I know that you are. In any case, I suppose it's good that he's following his beliefs. It was, ah, rather disorienting to know him as a human.