One day I will post an open log just to prove I totally can... >.>

Mar 24, 2010 01:24

Who: Gabriel, Max
Where: Max's room
When: Sometime in the night.
What: Gabe and Max are no longer fighting! Yaaay. Except now Gabe gets the honor of finding out the hard way that he's getting sloppy seconds from his kid brother. Also, Max goes into heat. LULZ ENSUES.
Warnings: NOTHING, BECAUSE I CAN'T WRITE ABOVE A PG-13 LEVEL WITHOUT GETTING ILL.

Angels don't sleep, they troll.

Gabriel spent some time in the middle of the night after Max had decided to fall asleep to poke some bears over the system with some sticks and when that ceased to be amusing (and also got him slightly paranoid that Alastair might start peddling his blood around the Barge and they'd have crazy drugged up psychic vamps on their hands), he did what any self-respecting man would do.

....He rifled through Max's stuff. For science.

Among the usual things one finds amongst a girl's belongings, there was a very pretty diamond necklace, which, you know, brought some interesting questions to light. Who in the heck gives a girl a rock like that and should he be jealous? (The answers are "someone important" and "fuck yes," in case you're watching at home.)

He flopped down on Max's bed, dangling the necklace in front of her face like a cat toy. "Looks like someone had breakfast, lunch, and dinner at Tiffany's."

max guevara, the trickster/gabriel

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