013 (Voice) I wanna hear what you have to say about me...

[painhumbles]

[The NV comes on to static, like an old radio that isn't quite tuned into the right station. A few crackles, pops, and indistinguishable sounds later, and Gabriel's voice starts speaking... Except residents who have been here for the past year may notice that the messages sound a little familiar, disjointed- it's not Gabriel talking. It's Gabriel

Comments

[voice]

[atrumcanis]

And... what. Are we meant to congratulate you?

[voice]

[painhumbles]

How about you just bask in the fact that you'd have so much less frustration and joy in your life if I wasn't here, hm?

[voice]

[atrumcanis]

Oh, yeah, I'll get right on that, sir, don't worry, sir, thank you, sir, is there anything else. What are you doing to commemorate it, aside from letting us bask.

[voice]

[painhumbles]

Take a guess. Here's a hint- it's the same thing I do every night, kiddo- annoy the city and beat the snot outta people who deserve it.

[And swallow his abyss of sadness. Like a boss.]

action;

[aslandish]

[ Perhaps it's planned. Perhaps it isn't. Either way, at some point during the day, their paths will meet -- united in common interest, though for reasons not entirely the same.

Watching them from afar (Lucifer and Chuck), he waits in silence. ]

action;

[painhumbles]

[Gabriel's avoided Aslan for an entire year- Castiel (the former) was fond of him, and now Chuck and Lucifer appeared to be befriending him, but Gabriel never saw himself as the type to associate with giant talking animals.

His current emotional state- Jinx and Lucifer and Ahiru and Odette and all of it? It kinda makes an archangel do crazy things. So the moment he feels the altogether undeniable Presence of Aslan, he excuses himself for keeping an eye on the incomparable duo of Lucifer and Chuck and moves towards the lion in a slight flutter of wings.]

How long's he gonna be like that? [Good opener, right? Like he's going to address his own problems to a lion like a kid in a confessional with the world's most fuzzy priest.]

action;

[aslandish]

[ That's the point, though, isn't it? For all that Aslan is indeed a beast, he is also so much more.

Sitting quietly, he looks at the angel when he approaches, soft yet somehow knowing. ]

Days.

His recovery will be swift.

action;

[painhumbles]

[He was hoping "a few hours." The revelation is disappointing, considering it's already been a day.]

He's not exactly known for his patience.