voicemail.

[suiting]

[If there is no active post or you need to contact Inias, leave him a message.

He has no idea how to set up a private custom message, so you're just gonna have to deal.]

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[suiting]

[ p a u s e ]

Why was I not invited?

[INSULT]

[deltogling]

Even though knowing the future here wouldn't change what happens there? Though... I suppose it'd be hard to hear either way.

[suiting]

It is still a burden one must carry, regardless of whether or not you can change it.

voice

[hasitsthorns]

[ wait what ]

I...

didn't know you drank.

voice

[suiting]

There is often little point, but I find the effects amplified when mortal.

voice

[hasitsthorns]

Oh. Well, uh. Wish I would have thought of that before I drank it all.

voice

[suiting]

[Sigh.]

If you drink too much, you will get alcohol poisoning, and I cannot heal you.

voice

[hasitsthorns]

Pffffttttt.

I won't. Trust me.

[deltogling]

So... I should definitely tell him.

audio

[detained]

I would ask your...assistance, with something.

audio

[suiting]

[Inias hasn't really gone outside much since Lucifer's arrival, but he sounds in good spirits when he calls back.]

What is it?

audio

[detained]

After the dragon fell, did you receive anything?

audio

[suiting]

I received a parrot.

[no

seriously

that's it]

audio

[detained]

[ ... ]

I am sorry.

audio

[suiting]

Why?

[Puzzled.]

audio

[detained]

They are...loud.

[ whatever this isn't the point. ]

I received a piece from the Garden.

[ THAT GARDEN ]

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[suiting]

I rather enjoy them -- they are intelligent and colorf --

audio

[suiting]

[That's definitely the most undignified, unangelic choking noise in the history of Creation.]

What?

audio

[detained]

[ SLOWLY ]

A plot of land. From the Garden.

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[suiting]

[YOU DEFINITELY WANTED INIAS TWO INCHES FROM YOUR FACE RIGHT]

Show me.

[He's never seen it before he wants to look at it :(]

[detained]

[ oh hello friend. Gadreel doesn't look phased, just vaguely uncomfortable at all of this, and leads him out to the plot of land that stands out against everything else, the tree smack dab in the middle of it.

GUESS WHO LOOKS SUPER UNSURE, this guy. ]

[suiting]

[Inias has never actually seen the Garden -- well, he supposes that's untrue. From a distance, he has, but allowed entry? Never. He's always sort of been on the bottom of the angelic totem pole of power and while he doesn't really mind that, he had always wanted to see. And for an angel whose job is Creation, the sight of a slice of the Garden of Eden is a little overwhelming.

He kind of stares at it, a bit dumbly, before he tentatively steps forward to touch the tree with the tips of his fingers, almost as if he's going to break it if he applies too much pressure.]

This is the closest to our Father that many of us will ever be.

[It's said finally, a bit muttered at the realization, and Inias withdraws his hand to let out a long breath, crossing his arms in order to do something with them.]

You have a piece of original Creation in your backyard.

[He finally looks over at Gadreel, with a slight frown.]

You do not want it?

[IT'S SO NICE :(]

[detained]

I know.

[ There's this uneasy tightness in his chest, feels too much like fear when he thinks it ought to be relief, maybe, or excitement.

This is something else he's supposed to watch out for, to tend to but if he messes it up again - the thought is terrifying. ]

No-- I do.

[ It's said quickly, tensing up at the idea of losing it. ]

I require assistance, as I stated. There is no other here I would trust to assist.

[ Abner's not here. :( ]

[suiting]

[There's a long silence as Inias stares at Gadreel, then back at the Garden, and then back at Gadreel.]

I'm not...

[Worthy? Good enough? Skilled? Practiced?

Inias looks briefly distressed.]

Are we even -- should we harvest the...

[And he gestures a little helplessly at the tree.

HE IS PRETTY SURE THIS IS RULE NUMBER ONE IN THE BIBLE. DON'T TOUCH GOD'S FUCKING TREE.]

[detained]

...I do not know.

[ :C Dude it just showed up, okay, he doesn't know what he's supposed to do with it besides make sure this shit doesn't get fucked up again. ]

I am uncertain if I should ask Castiel for assistance with warding it.

[ Also he needs to figure out a fucking fence or something, because there happens to be a small child who likes to steal and wreck shit. ]