On returning to Little Hades (and seeking castmates/friends/enemies)

[hellboundheart]

I still think Sherlock shoved Lucifer's piano over that trapdoor. Two months in Hell's version of House of Leaves that is my basement for that twat. Gabriel is taking that damn piano out, isn't he? I could use the floor space for anything other than that thing playing 'Strangers in the Night' when I walk past.

At least I got to miss Brimstone's Initiation Day. Heard they let out all the criminals the angels over at the Little Hades Police Department managed to lock up and then burnt the place down. What did angels think was going to happen in Hell? And Gabriel saved all of Greg Lestrade's paperwork. Not at all suspicious that. I'm sure the trickster just had to run in when he saw the place on fire. The LHPD will probably be on a hiring drive again with all the angels flooding in with Little Eden being poisoned. Can't just be in Hell, huh, Constantine? Oh no, let's have harp strummers all over the place too.

Speaking of which, there will be no angels in Hellblazer. Bad enough The Powers That Be named my place -that- and the floorboards scream once in awhile with random wall bleeding, but there will be no feathery arses parked anywhere in there. Lucifer came and went as it pleased him when he was down here, and I'm not having his siblings or ilk thinking my shop is the local flophouse now that he's gone.

With Oliver Queen possibly arriving, I wonder if all those lovely girls he worked with will be coming. For them I might make an exception. Least Zatanna, Chas and Zed aren't here to say 'I told you so, John' or that smoking would be the death of me. An old lady hit me with her car. The fact that I had been getting some Silk Cut was purely coincidental.

Comments

[dadstrade]

It doesn't take the likes of Sherlock to know exactly how Gabriel ended up conveniently rescuing all of my paperwork. Fortunately for him, he wasn't the first or the last, and I had other things to worry about.

[hellboundheart]

That will happen when you deal with angels.

[dadstrade]

I'm pretty sure that this is a uniquely Gabriel sort of problem. The other angels I know aren't much into pranks or dares.

[hellboundheart]

You have a point there. Most that I've met have no sense of humour or understanding of 'funny' other than getting their way no matter who dies, suffers or gets manipulated. Never trust them.

That Gabriel? Might be something wrong with him.

[ailes_dor]

If you miss the piano that much, you can have it back. Or come visit it, I don't know. Whatever floats your boat.

[hellboundheart]

You're not listening to me, Gabriel. Get your brother's bloody music box out of my shop. That's all I want. If your Lucifer comes back, he can get it back from you. Less reason for him to come bother me.

[ailes_dor]

That's cute. I heard exactly what you said and what you didn't say. You know that's what us feathery bastards do.

The other one is yours, isn't he? He's pretty good on the ivories. And cuter than mine. Who can I put in a complaint to?

[hellboundheart]

I never said 'bastards'. That requires you to have had parents instead of just Daddums. Get Luci's piano out before I find a way to destroy it. He probably would have liked you to have it.

Other one what?

[Noooo. Not that.]

[logicals]

Hmm. I plead the fifth.

[hellboundheart]

You're an arrogant twat, Sherlock. Still running DearStalker or whatever it was you were spying on people with?

[logicals]

Bit harsh. Not untrue, mind.

Of course. It's quite successful; I was thinking of offering you a free premium account in exchange for information, but I fear it's a wasted venture.

_{[ oh no, so sad. :( ]}

[hellboundheart]

Don't have need of one. I was thinking more offering people protection from it. Not everyone likes you nosing around after them. Don't think anyone does, really.

[adderalfueled]

Did you meet some douchebag called Theo while you were in hell?

[hellboundheart]

Theo? No. Didn't meet much of anyone in that wandering maze but spirits of all types and animals, demons, and I would swear the one was an angel. None of them called themselves 'Theo'. You looking for that one in particular?

[adderalfueled]

Awh too bad. I'd guess he ended up somewhere else when he was dragged to hell by his dead sister then. Which he totally deserved. Probably in one of the lower circles, how badly punished are you for serial murder and being a huge dick?

Have a kinda half-angel :p oh and pb is from the movie Gabriel so yeah. Have fun

[of_divinity]

Aren't you both cynical and ignorant? You speak way too lightly about the infernal.

All the Gabriels out of the pool now.

[hellboundheart]

I'll say whatever I want about whatever angel, demon, spirit or whatever that crosses my path. Most of them deserve it.

Cynical? Been accused of that before. Could be. Wouldn't know after being here in Hell for awhile.

Technically not a Gabriel tho

[of_divinity]

I can hardly believe it would be appreciated. Mortals should not judge celestials. Just because we doesn't always understand, it doesn't mean they're bad.

I imagine you deserve it with that attitude.

[firstchimera]

Great. Now my Mun is considering sending me there.

[hellboundheart]

There are worse places to end up, and it isn't all bad... so long as you get used to the no air conditioning, the hazing of new demons and the shitty community service projects. Things could always be worse. Get high enough, and then you have peons to go do everything for you.

[firstchimera]

Really? So if you climb high enough people follow your every order? Now that's pretty interesting. I'm always up for a challenge like that.

[hellicious]

/sits here, popcorning.

[hellboundheart]

/there's that sensation, like when you wake up feeling as if something had been staring at you from the dark but nothing is there. So you go back to sleep. But wonder.

[hellicious]

/flicks a piece of popcorn from the dark abyss

Boo. Boring. Do something.

[levelofrestraint]

Well, you sound like you've been keeping busy. As for me possibly arriving, I wouldn't be so sure. Someone could learn a thing or two about organization.

But there's still time, so anything's possible. And I hate to disappoint you, but I don't think any lovely girls will be coming anywhere. At least not with me.