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[wizzardly]

VOICEMAIL:

"Er... yes, okay, I suppose I should tell you that if you're trying to reach me I'm not here, and if you're trying to reach me because you want to do something involving pointy bits of metal or otherwise painful objects, I'm never going to be here. So sorry."

Comments

[kickingand]

I shot him point blank range about four years ago and lived to tell the tale. I don't do publicly respectful.

[wizzardly]

Well goody for you. You'll forgive me if I don't follow a dead man's example.

[kickingand]

Because i'm sure faking it for him makes him feel so much better.

[wizzardly]

I don't care at this point. The best I can do is not piss him off further and fade quietly into obscurity. So that's what I bloody well plan to do.

[kickingand]

And you're doing such a good job of it.

[ how do you think he found you, buddy ]

[wizzardly]

Please, as what I can only assume is his lap dog, do give me any advice you have on the matter.

[kickingand]

Would if I could. But you are kinda fun to watch.

[wizzardly]

...I have to wonder when I became so bloody entertaining to everyone.

[kickingand]

Maybe it's a talent you should market.

[wizzardly]

I can hear the punchline coming. Something to do with children's birthday parties, am I right?

[kickingand]

You're the one who said it, not me.

[wizzardly]

And have you found something to do with your time? Outside of whatever Lucifer has you doing. Which would be... fanning him, I'd suppose? Washing his windows?

[kickingand]

[ Can you hear him grinning. Can you. Can. You. ]

You mean apart from getting laid? I don't know, is there something else i'm supposed to be doing?

[wizzardly]

- Right, never mind, forget I asked.

[let's not stumble into a chat about Dean's sex (after)life.]

[kickingand]

Hey, you brought it up. [ Is that a pun? Was it intended? We'll never know. ] Not nearly often enough apparently, considering i'm here talking to you.

[wizzardly]

[terrible, Dean. Terrible.]

Which, I have to point out, is not going to aid that particular situation.

[kickingand]

[ He tries. ]

Believe me, I don't need any additional help at this point.

[wizzardly]

...Oh don't tell me you have someone trying to lend you a hand.

[except do, because that's hilarious.]

[kickingand]

I live in a church on the Miami strip. Believe me, I wouldn't need the help even if it was offered.

[wizzardly]

You're living with Lucifer? In his church?

[kickingand]

Technically, sure. Not like Lucifer stretches his wings and kicks back to watch Friends there, though.

[wizzardly]

...He watches his friends? [creepy voyeur.

(Rincewind still has some popular culture to catch up on.)]

[kickingand]

[ .......... oh godDAMMIT, you are not allowed to be Cas!! ]

Friends. TV show from the 90s. Don't worry about it.

[wizzardly]

[:D?]

If you say so. Personally I rather enjoy that show where they tell you how much old things are worth. - Also that one where people pay money to open storage containers and see what's inside. Some of the cooking shows are also lovely.

[kickingand]

[ rude. ]

Yeah, why am I not surprised.