Killing time - the streets (OTA)

[angel_awol]

The devil makes work for idle thumbs, or at least that's how the saying goes. Gabriel didn't need his brother's help to wind people up and normally keep himself entertained, but the same scenery was beginning to really get on his nerves. Pranks weren't helping, and he'd sorta given up with that anyway since Castiel had spoken with him

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[god_wins]

Lucifer may have known that Gaberiel was nearby. It might have been why he was currently standing in front of an electronic store playing Super Smash Brothers as someone named 'Bowser' who looked like a weird mutated turtle with spikes on his shell.

{ooc: I just got home from work and will be going to bed, but I will pick this up in about 9 hours or so}

[angel_awol]

(ooc: okay lovely, sleep well!)

Lucifer might well have known, the point was he didn't much seem to care. Gabriel had been told that his loving old brother was about of course, but had been lucky enough to keep away from him.

He still wasn't exactly ready to meet up with him again.

But Lucifer's presence made itself felt easily enough, and while once it wouldn't have bothered Gabriel a bit, being stabbed through the middle sort of dimmed his desire for a family reunion.

Gabe could see him, up ahead on the other side of the street. Not meeting Lucifer would have been great, but frankly it did nothing to relieve the boredom, and maybe a little confrontation with someone other than Castiel would be good for him.

"Come to take a second stab at making a pin-cushion?" He called as he approached, hands in his pockets. He had no blade to pull, but it was tempting.

[god_wins]

Lucifer frowned, but passed it off as if he were upset that something called a 'Gigglypuff' managed to push his own character off the edge of the screen.

"You know this game is harder than it looks," He said casually as if not hearing Gabriel's statement, "you should try it. It's good mental training."

[angel_awol]

Gabriel snorted. Considering that, for him, his brother had just renounced humans as the dirt under his boot, to find him playing their games was... well, not actually all that unexpected. They all became like them, in the end.

"Practice makes perfect." He said dryly.

"You're getting soft in your old age."

[eyeball2entrail]

Spike understood boredom. The bloody village wouldn't let him and Dru drain people. It made the blood taste sour and they had to resort to the poofter fake blood at Fangtasia. It had been awhile since a good mayhem, too. Bloody village. The dinosaurs had been entertaining sort of, but watching the humans run screaming was only fun if you caused the screaming.

He leaned against the wall and pulled out a cigarette to light.

[angel_awol]

"Vampires, huh?" Gabriel said, tone light, casual and more importantly amused. He didn't much like vampires, but they had a certain style. They were, in no uncertain terms, entertaining. "What's keeping you lot so quiet?"

Normally with vampires in your neighborhood, you got the usual stuff- missing people, sudden death, mysterious bodies all over the place. And a good soundtrack too, if Lost Boys was anything to go by.

So why was this place- forgive the pun- a grave yard?

"You've not made some... sucky promise to behave?"

[eyeball2entrail]

Spike continued to bring the lighter up and once lit, blew a puff of smoke up and away. He was impressed the bloke knew right away that he was a vampire. At his question, he snorted out a laugh. "Not bloody likely. Village took the taste of blood away." He rolled his eyes. "only neutered vamps can drink."

In other words, the 'good' vampires like Angel could sample the blood of humans but for the 'real' ones like him and Dru, it was off limits.

[angel_awol]

Gabriel let out a short little laugh. "Really? Seems like a fucking stupid idea to me." After all, what was the point in that? The goodie-too-shoes vampires were all as dull as dishwater anyway.

"Gotta ask the question, what happens if you try?"

[mother_hunter]

It was nice to have the summer off although she liked teaching kindergarten most days. Now, however, it was time to focus on her children. In particular, she was focused on the fact that Faith was very much pregnant and was close to having a baby - Mary's first blood-related grandchild. She already treated Ed like her own, but it was just a smidgen different that this was going to be Dean's own flesh and blood. It was also compounded by the fact Mary was still from a time where she had hoped to have a third child of her own, not that she told anyone. As far as Mary knew, John was clueless to this need inside of her.

She was browsing the shops today looking for some gifts. The poor unborn child should be prepared to be showered immensely by the Winchesters.

[angel_awol]

Gabriel was sulking down the street, hands in pokes and an offensively bright lollipop clenched between his teeth when he saw her.

Saw was a little bit of a lie, because she was actually peering into a window, but Winchesters- even Winchesters by marriage- tended to have a little neon sign above their heads that angels couldn't easily ignore.

Maybe he should have done. But his curiosity was one of his few faults, and he was looking for something to relieve his boredom.

He glanced up and down the street, just in case either of the Brochesters were accompanying dear Mom. Apparently not, so he approached, trying not to grin from ear to ear.

"Mary Winchester? Neé Campbell? What a lovely surprise!"

Okay, he was a bastard.

[mother_hunter]

She was a little surprised at his welcome, but at least she knew Gabriel from before so she wasn't entirely on edge. Still, this was a different version and Mary knew all about how versions could be different. There had been several Michaels here, too.

"Hello Gabriel." She even offered him a smile. It was friendly, but also had the 'I am a Winchester so be careful' edge to it.

[angel_awol]

Gabriel deflated. Those two little words knocked out all the fun he'd been planning in his head, and made him curse, probably a word she'd probably hoped her new grandson wouldn't learn for at least four years.

"I guess you met a previous version of me, huh?" He had to ask, privately hating on the earlier version of himself that had ruined everything. It was just his luck.

[gobacktoheaven]

Aaron had the day off (being the boss was awesome that way), but had swung by the store to replenish the bag of candy he kept in his pocket. He'd gotten pretty good at tuning down his angel radar, but archangels still pegged the meter. So, it wasn't much of a surprise when he saw his recently-returned uncle moping along the street.

"Hey, sport, wait up!" The Nephilim walked over. "How's it going, man?" The archangel looked two steps off boiling the ocean out of boredom - an expression Aaron had gotten used to seeing on this particular face.

[angel_awol]

Awww, that was mean to say. Gabriel didn't always look like that- in fact, most of the time he was fine. But this place was small, so very very small and when it came down to it, there was already three angels, a nephilim and an archangel there. There didn't seem to be a Gabriel-shaped hole he could make mischief in.

"Kiddo!" Gabriel replied, face breaking into a broad smile. "Hey, it's all good. But better for seeing a friendly face. You giving yourself the day off?"

[gobacktoheaven]

"Best part of being the boss, right?" Aaron said, giving the archangel a hug. "What you been up to - worn out the whorehouse yet?"

He pulled out the large bag of candy (Goobers today) and offered it.

[angel_awol]

"Yeah, they told me not to come back for at least a week." Gabriel said with a grin, hugging the boy back. "Maybe next time I should just take them in shifts and not all at once?"

Ooooh, he'd got Aaron trained right. Hugs and candy? The kid deserved a medal. Gabe took a few, popping them into his mouth with relish. "Favorite nephew, hands down."

[annatar_s]

Well look who was out on the streets. The being he'd been warned about by Loki would soon be joined by a very tall, stunningly beautiful Elf wearing silk brocade.

"Hello there. I don't believe we've met formally." He smiled winningly, but just a little too wide. "I am called Annatar, the Lord of Gifts."

[angel_awol]

Now, there's a very nasty chill that goes right up Gabriel's spine and into his brain like a ball of lead, and he turns a little cautiously to see the new arrival. Not human, he know that instantly of course. Then again, the pointy ears might have given that away.

He returned the grin, keeping the uneasy feeling to himself. The gorgeous ones were always the ones to be wary of, weren't they?

"I don't think we have, nope, and I've got a good memory for good looking faces." He responded. "Trickster. If you're complaining about mantis in your tea, I'm not currently in that business."

[annatar_s]

Mantis in his tea? Wouldn't Felecia have hated that in the tea shop.

"No. It was taking my jewels and putting them in the lake." The smile went entirely away. "And that annoying duck ate one of them."

You know, that duck.

"I got most of them back, but it's the principle for the most part." The only truly valuable (to him) stone had been the blood moon ruby.

"We've not met before so I do not understand why you did it." He snorted, oddly elegantly. "Even if we had met I'd likely wonder why you would do such a thing. I'm a rather personable individual most of the time, as well as being good-looking."

[angel_awol]

Okay, for a moment, Gabriel was willing to entertain this. But no matter how bored he was, it was quickly, very quickly, wearing thin. He could only deal with so much that didn't make sense.

"Look dude, I'm sorry about... your duck? But I haven't got anything to do with that. There was some other versions of me here, I don't know when, maybe you should have brought it up with them."

The elf's last words did at least make him smirk. "Yeah? Well I try to be pretty nice too, unless you're a dick. But I don't have anything on my rap sheet about you, sorry."