video; oo8 (saturday before sirens)

[universaljanitor]

[Greetings, Siren's Port. The face you'll be seeing is one that vanished from the Port a few days ago, but more than that it just... looks different. Older and younger all at once, free of the weight and pain that had been lining it before, the stress and insanity. Instead, in its place, is pure relief. As if the weight of the universe had been lifted off his shoulders.

Oh. And he looks like he might have just fallen through a window.]

Siren's Port? I'm really... this is the Port? Again? Now...? [His voice is strained, shaky, as if he's just about to completely lose control of his emotions] How... how long was I gone? Was it that long? Days? Months?

Is everyone still here? Jack? Washu? Jubilee? All you angel blokes?

... Rose?

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[uberboned]

You were gone? [THIS IS GABRIEL'S WAY OF BEING ALL "HEY, IT'S YOU. I LIKE YOU. THANKS FOR NOT VANISHING LIKE HALF THE PORT."]

[universaljanitor]

[Hey, it's really just making his smile turn into a little smirk]

Decided to pop back for a quick vacation, actually. Spent a while in the tropics. Have a nice way of mixing rum and coconut to knock you out for a good while.

[uberboned]

Does it work on angels? I need someone to get Lucifer and Michael drunk again and I don't think they'll take anything else Chuck makes for 'em.