[audio; locked to Balthazar]

[trickntreats]

Sylvester Wilton has opened communication!

Brace yourself, bro.

[A pause, to give Balthazar the chance to do so, and then:]

Castiel's in the Cave. He claims he doesn't know anything about wanting to open Purgatory. I can't--

[His voice wavers a little, then comes back stronger.]

I can't tell if he's lying.


[ooc: after this.]

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[delightme]

Before I--! Gabriel, what kind of bloody trouble did you get yourself into this time?

[trickntreats]

Oh, well, it's nice to know you care anyway, bro.

[He says it snarkily, but it's true. Even if he's not Balthazar's favourite. Not that he's still not going to try and move past it ASAP.]

Tried to make a reality pocket, got the backlash, currently blinded twice over. What would you like to do about Castiel?

[delightme]

Castiel can wait. [More like Balthazar was making himself wait on that subject. It was a Thing to deal with, which would take time for him to think through.] What are you doing now? Is it permanent damage?

[trickntreats]

Now there's something I never thought I'd hear you say.

Oh, you know me, keeping busy, blowing things up on the stove. I'm experimenting with tabasco cakes; thanks for that idea, bro.

[Evasion? No, never.]

[delightme]

Despite whatever you believe, I am not attached to him by the hip. [Maybe not now anyway.......] And you didn't answer my question. [He's king of evasion Gabriel, don't even try.]

[trickntreats]

[A long pause. The urge to make another wisecrack is great, and yet somehow he gets the feeling Balthazar isn't going to let this go. The idea is both annoying and not.]

I don't know yet. It's been almost a week already.

[delightme]

[Balthazar huffs a sigh of agitation. He's been feeling a lot of helplessness lately, and he absolutely hates it.]

Do you...need a hand with anything? [His tone is completely neutral, but still, he's slightly worried. Gabriel is currently the only brother he has that he can stand. He's not a complete, brain-washed dick, so he's risen a few pegs on Balthazar's list of people his gives a crap about. Balthazar doesn't need to lose the idiot to his own attention-seeking ways.]

[trickntreats]

[That sort-of snorting sound there is Gabe's attempt to not laugh hysterically. Aziraphale has been making sure Gabriel's got everything he needs day-to-day, but if Balthazar is offering then Gabriel must really be in deep shit.

[There is something he could use, though. Namely, some company. Some actual company who will at least pretend not to hover.]

I heard about Mal's cafe opening. Get your butt over here and help me find it, and we can plot some suitable revenge for Cassy in the meantime.

[delightme]

Ah yes, I was just there the other day. I'll be at your caravan momentarily, so don't go anywhere. [The lines cuts out.]