[Griffin winces. Gabriel is the one he has a beef with, not Anna, and he needs to remember that. He clears his throat. Griffin knows he isn't going to get anywhere if he doesn't dial back on his confrontational attitude.]
I.. Guess so. He knows people from my world. [I mean, with Angels they could technically go through different worlds but. For arguement's sake, let's just say yes. ...And what do you mean 'Angel Stuff'?]
[He waits for her to continue after her pause... and waits.] Anna? Look, I thought you would know because you come from the same place. It sounds like the angel stuff is common there. Definitely not where I'm from, so. Do you?
[There's still silence on her end, at least for a few more moments.] Angels are still sort of.. Other worldly beings you hear about in miracles and the Bible. We don't .. actually see them. [Or hear them, but whatever.]
I.. Might know something. How to .. Keep them away.
Now it's his turn for an awkward pause. What does Griffin say? On the one hand, mentioning that he can now only open his right eye by a centimeter or so thanks to Gabriel hitting him in the face is plain old embarrassing. On the other, he wants the information and feels like Anna wouldn't give it to him without good cause.]
Let's just say that for an agent of God? Gabriel is a real dick. [He mutters to himself something that sounds like, "Huh, that makes sense."]
[Oh so deadpan expression. If only you could see it.]
.. What did he do to you?
[Because if he did something stupid, Anna was going to be irked. He had no right dealing with things she could handle just fine. ...Ignoring the fact that she'd failed miserably at handling it in the first place.]
... He just showed up in my house. Not at my house, in it. In my room. And I've never told him where I lived. And for some reason, I doubt my roommate spilled. You can see how that's bloody uncomfortable.
But.. He's an Angel. He knows everything. [Er.] Well not everything but-- Going wherever they want is just what Angels do. [At least, that's how it seemed, anyway.]
Yeah, I know he does. [An unprompted Oliver Twist comment Gabriel made months ago gave Griffin an idea of that.] And I don't like it. Especially when it shows up in my bedroom unannounced.
[There's that hesitance again. She throws up a lousy lock just in case. It's not like she wants just anyone knowing ... stuff.]
There's a symbol or something. It might help keep him away. It.. It's kind of complicated. I'd have to draw it out for you. It'll lock him out of the building. ..I think.
[Because really; she's going off basically nothing, here.]
[Interesting. Griffin ups the encryptions on the lock, making it harder to hack. He had taught himself, so it wasn't perfect, but it's serviceable.]
Might? [beat] Well, it's better than nothing. It's already past sirens and I'm working right now. But you think tomorrow you could show me? You can come round.
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[voicemail]
Date: 2011-04-26 03:12 am (UTC)Anna? It's Griffin. There's something I need to ask you about. Get back to me.
[He hears how gruff he sounds. And remembers that he called her a lot of names and threatened to throw her into the sea last time they talked.]
And, er. Sorry, I guess. About the other day. Like I said, bad week.
Just call me. [beat] Please.
[ARGH WHATEVER He's hanging up now.]
[eventual callback]
Date: 2011-04-26 05:28 am (UTC)[call]
Date: 2011-04-26 06:14 am (UTC)Oi, hang on.
[There's a slam of a door and then quiet.]
Yeah?
[call]
Date: 2011-04-26 06:43 am (UTC)It-It's Anna.
[call]
Date: 2011-04-26 07:01 am (UTC)[Griffin winces. Gabriel is the one he has a beef with, not Anna, and he needs to remember that. He clears his throat. Griffin knows he isn't going to get anywhere if he doesn't dial back on his confrontational attitude.]
Sorry, just at work. I need to ask you something.
[call]
Date: 2011-04-26 07:04 am (UTC)Oh- I can call back when you're off work or something.
[call]
Date: 2011-04-26 07:15 am (UTC)Just-- You and Gabriel. Same world, right? You know angel stuff?
[call]
Date: 2011-04-26 07:29 am (UTC)[call]
Date: 2011-04-26 07:36 am (UTC)[call]
Date: 2011-04-26 07:43 am (UTC)[call]
Date: 2011-04-26 07:59 am (UTC)Great. Alright. Do you have any idea how to keep an angel out of a house? I thought you might know something. Your world, your sibling.
[call]
Date: 2011-04-26 08:34 am (UTC)Why would I know anything like--[...Long pause there.]
[call]
Date: 2011-04-26 08:44 am (UTC)[call]
Date: 2011-04-26 08:56 am (UTC)I.. Might know something. How to .. Keep them away.
[call]
Date: 2011-04-26 09:03 am (UTC)Anna, are you alright? Not being listened in on, are you? Say something about... a halo if you are.
[call]
Date: 2011-04-26 09:15 am (UTC)Try the other way around. Well not.. right now. I just.. There might be something that can keep an Angel out. [But.] ..Why do you want to know?
[call]
Date: 2011-04-26 09:28 am (UTC)Now it's his turn for an awkward pause. What does Griffin say? On the one hand, mentioning that he can now only open his right eye by a centimeter or so thanks to Gabriel hitting him in the face is plain old embarrassing. On the other, he wants the information and feels like Anna wouldn't give it to him without good cause.]
Let's just say that for an agent of God? Gabriel is a real dick. [He mutters to himself something that sounds like, "Huh, that makes sense."]
[call]
Date: 2011-04-26 09:41 am (UTC).. What did he do to you?
[Because if he did something stupid, Anna was going to be irked. He had no right dealing with things she could handle just fine. ...Ignoring the fact that she'd failed miserably at handling it in the first place.]
[call]
Date: 2011-04-26 09:45 am (UTC)[call]
Date: 2011-04-26 10:12 am (UTC)[call]
Date: 2011-04-26 10:23 am (UTC)So you know something?
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Date: 2011-04-26 10:34 am (UTC)There's a symbol or something. It might help keep him away. It.. It's kind of complicated. I'd have to draw it out for you. It'll lock him out of the building. ..I think.
[Because really; she's going off basically nothing, here.]
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Date: 2011-04-26 10:40 am (UTC)Might? [beat] Well, it's better than nothing. It's already past sirens and I'm working right now. But you think tomorrow you could show me? You can come round.
[call] locked
Date: 2011-04-26 10:58 am (UTC).. Yeah. I can. [Pauuuuuse.] If you're sure.
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