A ring of holy fire

[tricksterofthelord]

[The way Gabriel appears on the Plane can be described as dramatic. He's standing in the middle of a ring of fire... But for once, he doesn't seem all pleased about this.]

Oh, no no no, I'm not playing this game.

[He starts and disappears, together with the fire around him. Just to reappear a bit further away, with the same 'accessory'. His brows furrow, and his lips are tightly pressed together, just like a whining child.]

Come on... [He grumbles, and steps near the the fire, but immediately retreats to the middle of the ring. This is the kind of fire he detest. He gives a frustrated noise, as he crosses his arms and thinks about how to make this work...]


((ooc: So Gabriel is surrounded by a ring of fire that burns on holy oil. That fire bounds angels only. And yay No emotional barrier event! Have fun, he's grumpy. ))

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[regretisfosuckas]

[kenzi's not used to dealing with angels and demons and stuff - just the fae for her, thank you very much - so she doesn't have any idea why this guy is standing right in the middle of a ring of fire and not doing anything about it.

so she's just going to stare at him for a second with a sort of bemused look on her face.] .. There a reason you're not just .. stepping over that, buddy? Feet glued to the ground?

[desertdaggers]

What is it? … Aside from magic, obviously. [staying back, he's not about to try touching it]

[grip_on_reality]

[Menzies watches Gabriel's plight with interest--and she can't resist making a comment]

Oi, Loki! Thought you could 'andle that sort of thing like this? [she snaps her fingers]

[really, she's a little surprised with herself for the blatant taunting, but for some reason she really doesn't care at the moment if she starts this conversation by offending him]

[tricksterofthelord]

[Gabriel groans at her remark. He so didn't need to make an awful first impression like this.]

Hey hey missy, the one who's got to the jokes 's me, so shut your cake hole, 'right? Of course I have a reason...

[tricksterofthelord]

I thought it's pretty obvious Forrest: it's also fire. It keeps ya warm an' annoyed all the fucking time! You're welcome, now go back doing whatever you people do at this time of the day.

[For some strange reason, Gabriel is more snappy than usual. But he thinks it's because of the fire, and the 'adventures' that led to it.]

[tricksterofthelord]

[Well, she surprised Gabriel with that bold statement too. He squints his eyes and shakes his head at Menzies.]

You know what Menzy, I'm glad that we reached the 'joking about performance issues' stage in our relationship. It surely warms my grace, but that doesn't mean I'm gonna tolerate your Justice League ass right now 'kay?

[That came very suddenly for Gabriel too... Usually he would have tried to act smooth not snap like a brat. He reserved that for the Winchesters only...]

[grip_on_reality]

Oh? [her tone grows colder as she finds she doesn't feel like tolerating his insults] Did you want me to just leave you like that, then?

[tricksterofthelord]

No, I want you to help me out here! [He motions around annoyed.] You want to help everybody, don't you? Then, by all means, go on! I don't deserve it, but I'm not sure that ever stopped ya.

[grip_on_reality]

[her response is automatic--certainly not something she means to say out loud] I don't always want to. It's my job. [for a second, she stops, shocked at herself for saying that. but she shakes her head, brushing it off, and moves a bit closer to him]

I'm surprised to hear you say that. What do you need me to do?

[desertdaggers]

Well, that seemed far too obvious to need stating at all. [geez. He's not that inclined to follow the orders of someone he's just met, so he stays, hands tucked into his sash, eyes on the fire.] Will it catch you if you cross it?

[tricksterofthelord]

[Gabriel frowns at the guy, with an 'are you serious' expression.] No, it will invite me to dance, of course it will! It could kill me, 'kay? I'm not really up that idea right now, pal.

[tricksterofthelord]

[Even Gabriel frowns at her at that statement. She would have never said that...] Your job sucks then. [Wait no, he didn't want to say that! He wanted to say something, about... something else... Whatever.]

Obviously, this isn't our day then, Menzy. Get a bucket of water, or sand, something that extinguishes this. Sand maybe cuz it's holy oil. And be careful, will ya?

[grip_on_reality]

[she crosses her arms over her chest and says pointedly:] Not usually. Depends on who I 'ave to help.

Holy oil? [she frowns, wondering if it has some sort of special properties. maybe that's why their behaviour is both...off?] This about you being an angel, then? Right. As surprising as this might be to you, I don't just keep buckets of sand lying about my flat, so you're gonna 'ave to wait for a bit. [she smirks] Don't go anywhere.

[and she drops from the Plane to retrieve some sand]

[desertdaggers]

[just smiling.] Pity. You look like you'd be a good fire dancer.

[he sobers a little then, looking at the flames] Will it advance?

[tricksterofthelord]

Yeah right. [Gabriel huffs, imitating her movements, but then he freezes. When he speaks, his voice is slightly hysteric and reaches high tones.] Wh- Hey! Since-- how come suddenly everyone seems to know that?! Is holy oil a big hit lately, or is there a sign on my forehead or a giant poster with my name and picture plastered all over it or-- hey wait! Ha ha hilarious, you're not funny, Patricia!

I'm the one that's funny...

[tricksterofthelord]

[Thankfully, the fire stops every magic too, so the 'funny' stranger won't end up with daggers in his chest. But Gabriel is trying with a death glare.] Do I look like one, Chuckles? Do I?

Nah, it will stop burning. In a few years.

[grip_on_reality]

[she gives him a look at his sudden hysterics] Did you, ah, forget the blue pollen?

[but she isn't in a mood to put up with whatever he's panicking about, so she just waves as she drops from the Plane. and then she is indeed gone for a bit--he's just lucky she wasn't on duty and has the freedom to go out and buy a bucket of sand. once she has it, she returns to the Plane with the heavy bucket on the ground, her hands on the handle to ensure it came with her]

Still 'ere? Oh, good. [unfortunately for him, she was hit by an idea while she was gone. she smirks] Now what was that about your name..."Loki?"

[tricksterofthelord]

[Gabriel frowns shocked at Menzies. He did forget about the stupid pollen, he was having too much fun with making her uncomfortable, that he forgot why he did it in the first place! Stupid, stupid.]

I don't like you today!

[Gabriel huffs while he's waiting, and he hates it that he has to wait! It makes him all more miserable.]

What about it, it's a name! Don't pull your good cop/bad cop shit on me Menzy I'm not in the mood!

[desertdaggers]

[that would be rather embarrassing.] Well, maybe in different clothes. […yes keep poking that bear, that's a good idea.]

Years? Someone really doesn't like you, do they. [frowning, and rubbing the back of his head. what to do.]

[tricksterofthelord]

[Hawk, you, Gabriel's watching you. He would even like your humor if you weren't joking on him.] Dude, I dig your style, I really do. [Wait, no hey, he didn't want to encourage this little whoever...! Why did he say that?!] But get lost, will ya?

'T was all just a misunderstanding, 'kay? They can't take a damn joke. I didn't want to hurt anyone-- [Shut up, shut up... Gabriel stops and just looks away a bit confused. What is happening?!]

[desertdaggers]

[Hawk grins, straightening up a touch, and he should stop, but he can't resist pushing a little further.] Mm, I think I'll stay.

[but more seriously] …so it got out of hand? Who did it hurt? [maybe that will help. …somehow. He probably won't know the names, but…]

[behisequal]

[The dramatics definitely earn Loki's attention, and he begins to laugh to himself when he sees the fire continue to follow the man around. Once the man begins to complain audibly, Loki can't help but approach. He isn't aware of it, but he's very much under the influence of whatever is coming out of the coliseum himself.]

My, this is entertaining. Having some difficulty ridding yourself of a few flames, my friend?

[grip_on_reality]

[she snorts at his childish behaviour, staying right where she is. she knows he wouldn't have made that crack about posters with his name on them if Loki were his real name--not that her suspicions about that being fake are new anyway. but this time, she's decided she's not leaving without a proper answer]

Is that so? Then if it's just a name, you won't mind sharing it. Especially since I'm the one with the sand. [and she lets go of the bucket, leaving it sitting beside her as she crosses her arm over her chest, smirking at him and waiting]

[tricksterofthelord]

Why you little shit...! [Gabriel groans and stomps just like a child then turns away, because this is very embarrassing.] It hurt no-one, it wasn't a prank like that, I just wanted ta make them see a point but no, why would they ever listen ta me!? I say it's suicide, an' they go good then and just walk right into the middle of it! They just had to turn it too personal-- [Then he catches himself rambling to a stranger...!]

Listen, kid, just get me some water or sand and get me outta here, 'kay?!

[tricksterofthelord]

[Gabriel gapes at her, because what the hell.]

You-- You're the most two faced woman I've ever met! This is exactly what I was talking about the other day! I was right, I'm always right...!

[He groans annoyed, looking around as if there would be some other solution to this, but of course, there isn't.]

It's Gabriel... 'kay? My name. I'm an archangel. The most handsome one. [That is actually true.]