gabriel puts the awesome in archangel (archtrickster) wrote in colligo_threads, @ 2010-05-26 19:22:00 |
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Entry tags: | !@event, #complete, gabriel, loki, michael |
Who: Loki, Gabriel, and Michael.
What: Three angels discussing bringing down Lucifer.
Where: Loki's apartment.
When: Nowish.
Rating: R for Language.
Status: Complete. Why yes, this is only three comments, but could you improve on this? I don't think so.
"So, that's the plan."
Loki looked from Michael to Gabriel and back again. The beer that he'd opened shortly after their arrival at his apartment had remained mostly untouched as he'd explained, step by step, the idea that Crowley had run past him the night before. He had skipped over some of the finer points the demon had made when trying to convince him that he was still following orders even if he was technically assisting one side over the other. He had just stuck to the basics, as per Crowley's suggestion, and figured if either Archangel had any questions about the more personal details surroundings Loki's involvement, he would deal with it then. For now keeping it simple seemed the best way to go about it and so that's what he'd done. Now, he just had to wait for their reactions. He reached for his beer and took a drink, his gaze still flickering between the two of them. He would be lying if he said he wasn't nervous. He knew that the plan had merit or he wouldn't have agreed to run it past his brothers, but he also knew that it was convoluted enough that it could go really bad really fast and then they would all pretty much be fucked.
Well, that wasn't entirely true. If somehow Lucifer managed to figure out what was going on, there were contingency plans in place. Crowley really seemed to have most every angle covered, the more Loki thought about it. But, again, he kept all of that to himself for the time being. Another drink of his beer and he finally sighed.
"Well?" he questioned. He never had been one for patience. "What do you two think?"
Gabriel was quiet, uncharacteristically so, as he considered the plan Loki had just laid out. It was a good plan, convoluted and probably doomed to fail, but it was good. Too good. He couldn't picture his brother coming up with this plan. It was just...well...it was smart, in all its stupidity. And Loki wasn't someone you would accuse of being smart. He was driven and resolute and damn good at his job, but he wasn't a thinker or a planner or a strategist. That was probably why he and Mikey actually got along as well as they did. They were fighters. Gabriel was more of a planner. His plans often sucked, but he planned. "What the fuck, man?" he asked. "Did you fuck Serendipity or something?" Because that was really the only way Gabriel could see Loki coming up with a plan that good.
He was quiet for another moment and then he nodded. "Well," he said, "it's completely insane, there's no margin for error, you're relying on me...which tells you how dumb this is, and we're probably all gonna die." He grinned. "I'm in. Let's light this candle!" He glanced over at Michael. "What about you, Mikey? What say we ice the little fucker?"
Michael sat quietly while Loki spoke and again while Gabriel spoke. This plan was good, he had to admit, but if even the most minute detail went wrong, everything was blown. They would all have to be on their game, or every single one of them was a goner. Great. He was actually going to do what Loki said. He knew that the Almighty had told him to trust his brothers, and it did go against his better judgment from time to time, but this time he chose to do as he was told, rather than reinterpreting God's will.
Finally, after a long silence, he nodded. "You both surely know that if something goes wrong, it is likely that we all perish. However...as long as we all keep our eyes open and our heads out of our asses, I think this can work." He sighed, shaking his head at the absurdity of what they were planning, then let a small grin touch his lips. He turned to Gabriel. "Let's ice the little fucker indeed."