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I received a parrot.

[no

seriously

that's it]

[ ... ]

I am sorry.

Why?

[Puzzled.]

They are...loud.

[ whatever this isn't the point. ]

I received a piece from the Garden.

[ THAT GARDEN ]

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

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

What?

[ SLOWLY ]

A plot of land. From the Garden.

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

Show me.

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

[ 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. ]

[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 :(]

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. :( ]

[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.]

...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. ]

I will ask him to.

[Castiel can't refuse him anything, pls. And this is kind of an important thing to protect.

Inias looks over at the tree, the surrounding plants and flowers, and he draws his hands over his face to settle them in front of his mouth for a moment, deep in thought.]

... does Lucifer know this is here?

I do not--

[ Nghhh.

Gadreel openly hesitates, pressing a hand to one of the plants there, thumbing over its leaves carefully, gingerly. ]

I do not want many others to be aware of this. Castiel included.

[ They'll find out eventually, but he doesn't trust anyone, and this - Inias, is stressful enough. At the mention of Lucifer, he withdraws his hand and balls it up. ]

No. Should he attempt to set foot here, I will kill him.

[There's a slight huff of air, a barely there roll of his eyes, and Inias frowns at Gadreel.]

No one is killing anyone.

[With the air of saying this at least twice a week because lbr he probably does. And Inias returns his attention to the slice of Garden, reaching out with his own hands to gently cup a flower.]

If Lucifer is aware of your presence here, Gadreel, it is only a matter of time before he discovers this -- and while I do not think he cares to lend a great amount of attention to it, his entire existence is one of destruction.

[Quietly, as he brushes some stray pollen off of the petals of the tiger lily he is touching.]

He would destroy this simply as a manner of lashing out against God, and you, for what has happened to him.

[Inias looks up at Gadreel, still frowning.]

Castiel could protect this -- and would, if asked. He would not touch anything within this plot of land without consent.

I will should he come near.

[ No, he knows that's not reasonable. It's more likely he'll get killed trying it, but he won't let his fuck-ups happen again. He can't. The other angels would want to come and see but the idea of it being a draw for them is nauseating. ]

So long as I do not attract his attention I do not believe he would intentionally destroy it, but I would not risk it.

[ And at the mention of Castiel, his lips press thinner. ]

I do not trust him. [ Not with this. Not after Lucifer. ]

[There's a slight sigh and a rustling of wings as Inias returns his attention to the Garden, deep in thought.]

... I can help you as much as I am able, but it would be wise to ward it if you are concerned.

[As Inias gently pets the tiger lily, enamored.]

I can lend as much care and energy to this as possible, but I will warn you that Castiel will grow suspicious of what I am doing if I return home tired.

I am aware. If there are additional wards you can ask for from Castiel, it would be...appreciated.

[ He just doesn't want to tell him why, okay, that's it. ]

I believe it is small enough I can maintain it successfully, but if something were to happen to me-

[ A pause, and a swallow. ]

Abner is not here.

[He sighs to himself before glancing at the empty house.]

I will assist, of course, but do not lose hope. He may yet return.

[Inias pauses.]

You are here by yourself?

I have been for a few weeks, save for when Lily appears. [ To wreak havoc.

Gadreel cringes just a bit. God, that's a scary thought. ]

I will need to protect this from those who will be able to bypass wards.

[ :( ]

I could stay here to assist in whatever you need, for the time being.

[Until Castiel has an aneurysm or something.]

[ W-want. :c he hates staying in the house alone, it's too similar to being locked away for thousands of years. As much as he wants to shake Lily, having someone here is welcome. ]

Castiel would notice.

He would. And he will protest.

[Amicably, as he returns his attention to the Garden.]

But I think I could manage to convince him that a week or so would not be deadly.

[Until Lucifer rips out his wings or something terrible, but Inias is pretty sure Castiel is scarier than Lucifer when furious.]

But it would draw his attention to the Garden.

[ Hhhh but company. It makes him feel terrible he's even considering this, putting himself before the Garden again, because he's lonely but at the same time additional help would not be a bad thing. ]

If you believe he would not - [ what's the polite way of saying "be a huge fucking twat" ] - oppose it strongly.

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