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[Gabriel's hanging out in the bar. There's a tall glass of something bright next to him, half-demolished, but he doesn't seem to be paying it too much attention. His attention's on the video itself.
Watch out, Wonderland. You have a bored archangel on your hands. Anything could happen.]
So. Afterlives. Hit me.
What does your little corner of the multiverse believe in? Reincarnation? Sitting on clouds? Being literal soulfood for a dark, malevolent entity? Fiery pits?
Watch out, Wonderland. You have a bored archangel on your hands. Anything could happen.]
So. Afterlives. Hit me.
What does your little corner of the multiverse believe in? Reincarnation? Sitting on clouds? Being literal soulfood for a dark, malevolent entity? Fiery pits?
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[Gabriel grins.]
'Sides, with all the worlds we've got assembled here, there's bound to be one riding on the back of a giant turtle, right?
[He'd like to see the look on Odin's face if that were true. If Odin weren't, you know, dead. Like him.]
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[Thanks for that, Cecil.]
Or a world where rock music is an insult to your honor.
[Never talk to Susan about rock music at parties. Never.]
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[Wonderland does things to a person.]
Giant turtles, though. That could be pretty great, as long as there aren't Disney songs involved.
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[And then he pauses.]
On a good day.
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On a bad day, I make Shakespeare look like a school play.
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[Don't let this casual exterior fool you. He used to be into Shakespeare. Plays were all the rage before television and the movies, and back then he'd been full of quotes and information about them. Just like he can name every Chuck Norris movie, now.]
I meant more, you know, Royal Shakespeare Company.
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[He chews his lower lip a moment, deciding if he wants to say what is on his mind.]
You and Crowley, my Crowley that is, you get along?
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Guy does some funny stuff with mistletoe. He's okay in my book.
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I'm great company. Who was the previous candidate?
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And after Lucifer placing a blade through his chest, even if he's more or less forgiven him for it from their stay in Wonderland together... well, he wouldn't put it past Michael to kill him, either. Michael will do whatever it takes. He always has.]
Yeah, well. Be careful.
[He shrugs, as the grin dims a little, and he puts in an effort to make the communication private. There's less chance of overhearing, at least.]
My big bro doesn't tolerate... uh, let's say... deviation.
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[He looks down. He knows he should have known better than to think another angel could be reasoned with about that, especially an angel like Michael. But it still hurt to lose what he'd started to think was a budding friendship and understanding of one another.]
I think it might have just made everything worse.
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Yeah, well. That happens.
[And that's the closest Gabriel comes to speaking ill about Michael out loud, mostly. He's still his big brother. At least in Gabriel's eyes.]
I'm the fun one, you know.
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Everyone has their flaws, bro. We can get you sorted out in no time.
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[And with a final infuriating wink, the archangel cuts the feed.]
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