it's better to burn out than fade away.

[possemagnet]

Who: Dean and open. Multiple threads encouraged.
What: Dean's not sure what's going on.
When: Early morning.
Where: The porch of the boarding house.

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[a_tricky_one]

Gabriel had never been a child in the strictest sense of the word. But there had been a time when he wasn't quite so jaded. Before the fall of his brother, when everything had been simple. God, his Father, was good and there and He loved them.

Of course, that didn't mean he hadn't been a goofball even back then.

He wasn't sure what he was doing here in this strange body--- and what was this creature he was wearing, anyway? He wasn't familiar. It could hardly do justice to his true form and he seemed to be powerless. But that was alright. His Father must have done this. So like any good son is want to do, Gabriel planned to enjoy it.

He spotted another young hairless ape that looked about the same age as the body he was wearing and grinned. A new friend? Gabriel leaned down and snatched some snow off the railing of the porch and tossed the balled up snow at the head of the young ape. Then he waved emphatically at him.

[possemagnet]

"What d'you want plucky?" Dean replied, he stopped tossing rocks at the the mailbox for a moment to acknowledge him.

[a_tricky_one]

"I don't know. Just wanted to say hi." he waved again, walking closer, "Hi."

Gabriel looked at his rock tossing curiously, "What are you doing?"

[possemagnet]

"What does it look like I'm doing?"

This kid must've been new or something. Tossing rocks was tossing rocks.

"D'you live around here?"

[a_tricky_one]

"Throwing rocks at... the thing over there." he shrugged, then chuckled to himself like Dean had just told a very funny joke, "No, I'm not from around here at all."

[possemagnet]

"You woke up here too?"

Dean didn't want to push his boundaries but maybe this was one of those things his Dad dealt with.

[a_tricky_one]

"I did." he nodded firmly, "I was in Heaven. Now I'm not. Where are you from?"

[possemagnet]

"Heaven? You didn't hit your head did you?"

Dean's knees bobbed on the porch and he scooted in place. "Kansas."

[a_tricky_one]

His hands went to his head to feel around his cranium, "No, my vessel's head isn't damaged."

Gabriel sat very close next to him. Personal space? What was that?

"Where's Kansas? I haven't heard of it."

[possemagnet]

"It's a state, what's your problem?"

Dean leered back away from him and moved a little on the porch step.

[a_tricky_one]

"It's a state? An emotion? Like... being happy or sad? You're kansas?" Gabriel blinked, frowning a little, at the question, "And I don't have a problem. I was just asking."

[possemagnet]

"No... a state a territory. Y'know... a part of the country. Geez, did mommy give you too much cough syrup or what?"

This kid was weird, definitely not from around here or what he was used to. He eyed him warily.

[a_tricky_one]

"I don't have a mother. Only a Father. The Father." he frowned. This ape wasn't very nice. Maybe he should go look for other people to talk to.

[possemagnet]

"I'm just with my Dad too, and my brother, but my Dad ain't around here."

Dean explained, trying at least to be somewhat comradely. "Looks like you're up the creek without a paddle just like me."

[a_tricky_one]

"I've got my Dad, then loads of brothers. But Luci and Micheal are my bigger brothers. They look after me Luci teaches me fun games. Micheal..." he scratched his head, "lectures us..."

His head tilted with a frown, "There's a creek? I don't see any creek."

[possemagnet]

"You're pretty slow, huh?" Dean chucked another rock at the nearby mailbox.