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Post by kristopher on Jun 1, 2011 16:47:16 GMT -6
-------------------------------- Little Darling
It's been a long cold lonely winter
little darling
it feels like years since it's been here---------------------------------
The Trickster made his way through the wonderful small town of Mystic Falls, which he still didn’t have the word to say why he was just drawn to the place, why the place was so special, he thought this random feeling was so compelling. The Trickster just loved to make fun of the towns people, him wanting to trick and prank more locals, without being on the Winchester radar, although he had been on their radar for sometime, then he well died…..
The Trickster thought a moment about that. He never really questioned how he was brought back. He figured that Father was around after all, he was still keeping an eye on his children. Why he didn’t interfere? Gabriel would never know the answer to that. He wished that he could see him again, as much as the archangel missed him, he would never admit it to anyone. He hid it well too.
The thought of Father returning to Heaven was one of the only happy ones he had. Ever since Michael and Lucifer disappeared, Raphael has basically been calling the shots and Gabriel hated that. That was the reason why he wouldn’t return to heaven, not now anyway. He wondered if Lucifer ever told any of them that he had killed him, that their younger brother Gabriel was dead. He knew that his brothers and sisters don’t care for him, don’t care that he was gone.
The Trickster continued to walk until he reached the cemetery. Gabriel felt something weird, something that shouldn’t be here was here. The Trickster raised an eye brow and he continued to walk, entering the cemetery. He knew when he reached the center, and he stopped. The archangel looked around and he sighed. He didn’t see anything. The Trickster narrowed his eyes. This was not good. He still had that feeling in his vessel’s stomach.
WORDS 312 TAGGED Lilith NOTES I hope its good enough. I had trouble starting  LYRICS Here Comes the Sun by the Beatles
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Post by tsunin66 on Jun 1, 2011 17:40:45 GMT -6
----------------------------------------- -----------------------------------------Lilith was wondering around this stupid pin prick of a town, getting a lay of the land. This was grunts work, why she was doing this was anyones guess...the most likely explanation was she was tired of being cooped up in this Hell Hole...she'd prefer Hell to this place even! The blonde haired female stepped lightly down the street, a chill going up her spine as she walked. The demoness felt power, a power resonating from the cemetery. This intrigued her...she hadn't felt power close to this before...not counting her father.
The little minx appeared in the cemetery, hiding behind one of the larger grave markers to try and hide her presence. From the look of him, looking around he could probably sense she was there. It took someone strong to do that, then again she didn't have her usual protections on her...angel and creature warding was minimal here. She hated this town...if only she could just have a little fun, she missed those times she could take a family hostage and slowly kill them for fun...slow and painful...making someone they love do it.
The demon, clad in a white dress and barefoot watched from the distance. Maybe she could have a little bit of fun after all. She stepped out from her hiding place, a big smile plastered on her face. Manipulation was always her forte, lie lie lie was the demons way after all. She looked at the man from behind, tilting her head to the side with that seductive smile she always wore. ----------------------------------------- |
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Post by kristopher on Jun 1, 2011 18:15:02 GMT -6
--------------------------------Little Darling
It's been a long cold lonely winter
little darling
it feels like years since it's been here---------------------------------
Gabriel was fed up with this place now. He was about to leave when he felt it stronger now. damn the archangel thought as he very well figured out that it was a demon. He wasn’t in the mood, nor did he really care for them. What ever happened to his escaping from his brothers? Oh wait, his brother killed him. His demons were bound to know that, bound to know what he looked like.
The Trickster let out a sigh of agitation. If the Winchesters hadn’t succeeded in getting rid of Lucifer and this demon sees him, runs off and tells dear ol’ older brother, he would surly come back and try to hand him his ass on a silver platter. The thought of that made him cringe. He didn’t want to die again, he didn’t know that if he did die again that father wouldn’t bring him back, as he thought he did this time. The Trickster closed his eyes and wished that everything could be back to the way it used to be, well sort of. With out the Sunday dinner part. He could live with out that.
The Trickster’s attention was turned to the blonde girl, not girl, she was the demon. A smirk appeared on his face. He knew she would try messing with him and that would happen vise versa. They always tried with anybody, but The Trickster wasn’t anybody. She would know him as Loki. That would be the name he would give her. He was a great liar too, as were most angels. People didn’t think angels lied, but Gabriel knew better. They did nowadays. Angels lied to get their way, like Zachariah and Michael.
The Trickster tried to think of games to play. He still loved his TV land, the idea of alien abductions and The Incredible Hulk tearing someone’s head off, but he would have to be careful. Demons were smart. She would figure out sooner or later he isn’t who he says he is. Kali was the only one who saw right through his act. Her and the Winchesters. At least the Winchesters didn’t actually try to kill him when they found out. They threatened.
“Well, well. What’s a pretty thing like you doing in a place like this?” Gabriel asked the blonde demon, playing dumb. He was great at that, but he didn’t want to take it too far, making her think he was stupid. “Shouldn’t be wandering in cemeteries this late at night. There are dangerous creatures lurking about.” The Trickster then said to her, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a chocolate bar. He knew. He was one of those “dangerous” creatures, and well, she was too.
Another smirk appeared on The Trickster’s face as he awaited her reply. He wondered which one she was, which demon she was and how close she was to Lucifer. He would hate it…..sort of….. if Lucifer didn’t find out that Gabriel wasn’t dead anymore. He would love to shove it in his face. It was all a game to the Trickster.
WORDS 514
TAGGED Lilith
NOTES
LYRICS Here Comes the Sun by the Beatles
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Post by tsunin66 on Jun 1, 2011 18:29:47 GMT -6
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------Gabriel couldn't have been luckier, since Lilith was already dead by the time Lucifer was risen she really wasn't told much about Gabriel I mean why would Lucifer tell her when he thought him dead? The demoness slinked over towards him, a smile plastered on her face as she did. "Dangerous creatures? What do I have to fear from them with a big strong man here to protect me?" she said innocently, not that she really was anywhere close to innocent...neither of them were.
The blonde demon stopped just a hair from arms lengths from the archangel. Lilith watched as he spoke and did what he did. He seemed to have a sweet tooth...at least that was something easily noticeable because as far as she knew people didn't just start eating chocolate in the middle of cemeteries when talking to someone. She hadn't been dead that long after all...though it had been a long while before this year even that she had been on the surface, stuck neck deep in the pit until the Devil's Gate opened just a few years ago.
Lilith looked at the archangel. "Its very pretty out tonight," she said in a childish tone. Her seductive nature seemed to back up, turning into her more childish side she usually enjoyed when in the body of a child. "Are you here to say a prayer?" she asked, acting a like an innocent child. Lilith honestly couldn't care less, but she found this fun...like a little game they were playing. ----------------------------------------- |
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Post by kristopher on Jun 1, 2011 18:50:22 GMT -6
--------------------------------Little Darling
It's been a long cold lonely winter
little darling
it feels like years since it's been here---------------------------------
The Trickster watched her. She moved closer to him, which wasn’t something he was expecting. Looking at her he knew that she could probably tell he wasn’t ordinary, and that made him a little confused. If she knew what, who he was, why would she move closer to him? Well, it wasn’t like Gabriel was going to do anything to her. He wasn’t about to get himself thrown into the stupid war between Michael and Lucifer’s temper tantrum, although he would stand and fight on humanity’s side, just as he told Dean he would, just as he told Lucifer he would.
“That is so true.” The Trickster complimented himself, playing along. He wondered how long this game would last. Probably not long if she annoyed him well enough. He would probably make the ol’ switcharoo and land one of his copies there while he takes off. He has done that plenty of times, he even did it to Kali once. That was a great moment, well sort of. She did get angry, but when was Kali never angry?
She stood right in front of him now. He only munched on his chocolate bar, not giving a crap. She couldn’t kill him, not unless she had an archangel sword on her and The Trickster was not about to give her his. He always carried a fake. He was lucky that Kali had taken the fake and “killed”, as in he ran off and hid in Dean’s Impala, him with that instead.
“Sure, if your into that stuff.” The Trickster replied about her commenting the night. He never really noticed things like that. Sure it was clear, warm, comfortable, but actually looking at it, nah. He didn’t care. “To who? the crack pots we call angels upstairs?” The Trickster almost took offense to that. He wouldn’t pray to them, just father, and he was missing in action, so to speak. “Not my thing.” The Trickster added with a sigh. “What about you? Why are you really out here?” The Trickster asked her, finishing off the chocolate bar and shoving the wrappers in his pocket.
The Trickster wasn’t going to lie. that’s how he sort of felt about his family. He hated what they had become, the wars, the destroying, not living in peace like they were meant to, like they were supposed to. Like Lilith would know anything about that. She was a demon. that’s all they lived for, manipulation, lying, deals, serving Lucifer, blah, blah, blah.
WORDS 415
TAGGED Lilith
NOTES
LYRICS Here Comes the Sun by the Beatles
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Post by tsunin66 on Jun 1, 2011 19:12:57 GMT -6
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------Lilith looked at Gabriel as he agreed with her, the night was pretty. In her opinion the only thing that could have been better was a corpse hanging from a tree as she got to peel the flesh off of it. She took great joy in the act of torture, though with Alistair around she rarely got to exersize it as he was the resident torture expert. The blonde didn't seem to show any fear at this point, of course she had no idea who he was exactly...otherwise she might have fled by now.
Lilith feared no other demon's, she feared no angels aside from the Archangels, and feared no humans save the Winchesters...yet she had no idea that she was face to face with Gabriel. "Who would pray to anyone other than their Father?" she asked, tilting her head at the Archangel. Even she only prayed to her 'father' as all loyal demons did.
The Demoness looked at him,"You have no faith...its kind of sad...to be lost without faith." It was true, she had faith in Lucifer...he was what God was to Gabriel...trusting absolutely. His father abandoned them...her father was unjustly imprisoned by their father. Lilith looked around the area, it was a lovely site...the site of rotting corpses and dead humans...probably some of them rotting in the Pit as they spoke.
Lilith hummed as she spoke, why was she out here? "I'm here because I have faith in my 'Father'," she said truthfully. She looked up at the sky, "I simply followed the stars to find a handsome man." The Demon looked at Gabriel,"If your not here to say a prayer, then why are you here? Are you going to repent then...or pay respects?" she questioned.
Lilith looked at him, smiling,"Now...I almost forgot to ask your name." The woman moved her body towards his, almost seductively. She attempted to wrap her arm around him and place her hand on his chest...that is if he didn't back away quick enough or vanish. ----------------------------------------- |
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Post by kristopher on Jun 1, 2011 19:47:40 GMT -6
--------------------------------Little Darling
It's been a long cold lonely winter
little darling
it feels like years since it's been here---------------------------------
The Trickster looked at her then up to the star lit sky. Why were humans so fascinated with stars? Was it because it was beyond their reach? Gabriel would never know. He didn’t care enough to want to know, truthfully. The brunette angel looked down at the girl demon once more and he merely sighed at it. He didn’t want to seem rude, although we come to the point where he doesn’t really care, but she had yet to attack him so there was really no good in that was there?
The Trickster listened to her words. THEIR father, more like his father. “Him yes, I guess.” The Trickster replied. He used to speak to Father face to face, he never had to pray before, and now it seemed like he just totally forgot about it all, not praying as much or really not at all anymore. He figured if his father cared, his brothers wouldn’t be fighting and yet they were. One had to kill the other. What kind of father has his kids do that? A father who needs to have child services called on him, that kind of father. That didn’t change anything though. Gabriel loved his father, he loved his father, his family dearly.
The Trickster’s eyes narrowed. “I have faith.” Gabriel simply stated to the demon. Well at this point, she was winning his little game. She was stabbing at his family. That was something Gabriel didn’t tolerate one bit. He wondered if the demons knew how much their “father” loved his brothers and loved their father. Gabriel never thought about it before. It wasn’t something he was about to ask any of them or his brother face to face. That was a death sentence.
The Trickster laughed. She had faith in Lucifer. How fitting. The archangel wondered if Lucifer even cared about them. They were lesser than humans. And as the other question, he wasn’t about to ask this to his face either. The Trickster was going to avoid them all. “Does daddy have faith in you?” Gabriel asked, honestly.
Gabriel laughed sarcastically. “handsome man? Far from that sweetheart.” Gabriel said with a small smirk. “I really don’t know. I followed a feeling, a feeling that didn’t set right, and here you are…” Gabriel held out his hands, waiting for her to say her name.
Gabriel looked at her with his eyebrows arched. A name. he really hasn’t talked to a demon before. Since when were they interested in taking names? “Some call me the Trickster. Others call me Loki. Take your pick.” The Trickster replied to her, folding his arms across his chest before deciding that he really wanted a lollipop so he reached into his right hand one and pulled one out. He unwrapped it and stuck it in his mouth.
WORDS 469
TAGGED Lilith
NOTES He's kind of being rude now...
LYRICS Here Comes the Sun by the Beatles
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Post by tsunin66 on Jun 1, 2011 20:08:08 GMT -6
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------Lilith smiled as they played the little game. It was so much fun to just pick and prod to find the weak points. With humans it was usually so much easier...go at them through their loved ones. With strangers though it was harder to figure out who they cared about most, what made them angry.
The white eyed demon looked back at the angel. Does daddy have faith in her? "More faith than your father has in you," she said in a sing songy voice, like a Disney Princess with malicious intent,"Then again my father didn't abandon me.~" The demon smiled, she had Faith that her father had faith in her...why else would he bring her back after she sacrificed herself to bust him out of his cage.
She shifted her weight to her right leg, her hip noticeably out more on that side because of it. She grinned as he talked on, each word giving her a little more information on him...the way he spoke...the choice of words...all these things gave little clues no what kind of person they were. I mean after so long what else had she to do when trapped in the Pit?
His name was something she wasn't suspecting...I mean it all made perfect sense now that she thought about it. The insane sweet tooth he seemed to have, his sensing her presence, all of it...the Norse Trickster God Loki. She smiled at this, not wanting to show that this was a little surprising to her...though it was anyone's guess if he picked up on it. "Loki...the Norse God of Mischief..." she said, quoting what she remembered.
Her father had mentioned something about someone masque raiding as Loki, but then again he had said the person was killed. So this must be the TRUE Loki, the real god. She smiled at him, "Well well well...isn't this just fun," she said licking her lips, her tone seductive, "I wonder how much fun we are gonna have." The blonde demon watched him, not giving him the privilege of her name or anything like that...she was a demon after all. ----------------------------------------- |
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Post by kristopher on Jun 1, 2011 21:45:38 GMT -6
--------------------------------Little Darling
It's been a long cold lonely winter
little darling
it feels like years since it's been here---------------------------------
The Trickster smirked as she smiled. He had hoped that there would be some entertainment for the night and he had found it. He knew she knew that his family was his weak point, and he didn’t care. His older brother was her “father”. if anything his family is hers….well not really. Just one archangel. He wondered if he could make her angry as she was doing to him. He could only hope so.
“mmm, if my daddy doesn’t have faith in me why did he bring me back?” Gabriel asked her curiously, raising an eyebrow to wait for her answer. He now really wanted to scare the crap out of her and reveal who he truly was, but not yet, not until later. “he may have abandoned us because he was sick of us fighting. But again, didn’t completely abandon us.” Gabriel thought a moment. He wondered if Father really did mean to abandon them because he didn’t like the fact that he had to throw Lucifer in the cage and make it destined that Lucifer had to fight Michael and one of them will fall.
The Trickster looked at her smile when he told her who he was. She seemed surprised, probably because he had been parading as Loki then Lucifer killed him and now he was back. Well his death worked out for the best, so he thought. He nodded when she repeated. “In the flesh so to speak.” He replied with a little bow. “And what’s your name so we don’t keep this one sided?” The Trickster said to her not going to give up. He wanted her name.
The Trickster watched her lick her lips and the sound of her voice. Oh god is she trying to seduce me? EWW DEMON GERMS! Gabriel thought making a disgusted face. He wondered how ridiculous that would have sounded if he said that out loud. Oh well. It was all in his head. His safe, safe messed up head. “Fun? What are we going to do for fun?” Gabriel asked intrigued.
WORDS 343
TAGGED Lilith
NOTES ...
LYRICS Here Comes the Sun by the Beatles
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Post by tsunin66 on Jun 1, 2011 22:08:26 GMT -6
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------The wheels clicked a little as he spoke...his father brought him back? That was strange...from her knowledge the God Loki was never killed...and his 'father' didn't have the power to bring back the dead if he was really Loki...only an Angel or that Accursed God could have that power. The demon raised a brow as he spoke.
The demon stepped back a little as he spoke, still about arms length away from him like she once was. "Hmmm, for fun...a surprise~" she said, thinking to herself. What he said was certainly adding up to something she really didn't like. This wasn't like the time when that old man had lied to her...
'Your just a mean old man, I don't think I like you anymore,' she had said and with a wave of her hand she had snapped her hosts grandfather's neck...the man lying dead on the table as she ate cake with ice cream. Of course that was when she was on vacation for the first time in eons...
Back out of her thoughts she eyed the Archangel. "I'd heard that someone used to use your name for their own, lie about themselves even..." she said not telling her name. It was her simple way of deflecting...and getting information. Some of the things he said contradicted what she knew about the Norse Gods...and that was something that both puzzled and annoyed her...he was lying to her. ----------------------------------------- |
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Post by kristopher on Jun 1, 2011 22:59:41 GMT -6
--------------------------------Little Darling
It's been a long cold lonely winter
little darling
it feels like years since it's been here---------------------------------
The Trickster nearly kicked himself in the ass. Why did he have to be so over protective of his family? Oh well. She would learn sooner or later if she ran back to Lucy. Gabriel merely waited for her to say something. He just hoped that she wouldn’t try to kill him, try is the key word or he could at least get away from her before hand, hide away, escape from Lucifer before he decides to kill him. Gabriel thought a moment and he does have his sword, well not the real one that is. The Trickster took a step back and took the lollipop out of his mouth. He looked at the ground and sighed.
Gabriel looked up at her when she had mentioned him. He tilted his head to the side. “Really? When was this?” Gabriel asked, playing dumb. Yup here it comes, she has figured him out. Oh well. Now he could see her reaction to who he really is and then ask her to take a picture of Lucy’s face when he finds out. Gabriel looked at her once more, still not getting her name. he liked this game. It was thrilling and exciting and going to turn in his favor. He wondered what Kali would say if she were here. She would probably disapprove, but then again, she doesn’t know he is alive either.
“who would do something like that anyway?” Gabriel asked, still playing dumb. He would do that. He needed to run away. He needed to get away from those sons of bitches in heaven.
WORDS 242 TAGGED Lilith NOTES Here we go  LYRICS Here Comes the Sun by the Beatles
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Post by tsunin66 on Jun 1, 2011 23:12:16 GMT -6
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------Lilith frowned at this, either he was truly this dumb...which she highly doubted...even the idiot Winchesters with their pea brains would have known if someone was using their names... especially if they were someone with the abilities of a Trickster. The female demon looked at him, "Really...I find that hard to believe..." she said, more to herself than to him.
She was getting a little annoyed...but anticipation grew...as did curiosity. The one person who came to mind was dead...then again not to long ago she was also dead...but she had been brought back. It seemed no one really stayed dead around here for long did it? It was a little bit annoying...but she was a little grateful herself at this point.
She stepped back as he did, if he was who she thinks he was...she would not be to pleased. I mean it wasn't like she would attack him...in truth there were few things that scared her...what came to mind definitely made her want to flee. "Who would do that? Someone who betrays family would do that perhaps," she said, her voice kind of venomous. Of course because of who she was you know what side of the story she was on...that of Lucifer.
She looked at the archangel and waited for a response. She wasn't like those stupid demons who attack first and destroy or kill anything they can get their hands on...she was smarter than them...she had to be to gain power over them...of course being a high ranking demon didn't hurt either. The white eyed demon watched his every move. "I don't really know though, why don't you tell me..." she said, poking at him to reveal himself. ----------------------------------------- |
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Post by kristopher on Jun 1, 2011 23:33:33 GMT -6
--------------------------------Little Darling
It's been a long cold lonely winter
little darling
it feels like years since it's been here---------------------------------
Gabriel almost busted out laughing. The face she made was just too funny. He loved playing dumb. That was his job, well mostly. She didn’t believe him. Oh well. He tried. Anyway he knew she wouldn’t be around much longer once she works it out. He waited for her to say something, waiting for her to piece everything together like the Winchesters had. That was fun. He couldn’t believe that he had given himself away to Dean like that, but then again, Dean was insulting his family. Gabriel took the lollipop and placed it back into his mouth waiting.
Gabriel was able to read her more now. She was more powerful than a normal demon, and he wondered. Was this the one who broke all the seals? that’s too funny. He was finally meeting the bitch who freed his brother. Gabriel continued to wait. She still looked as if she was thinking. That was too good. She had talked again. He agreed with her, but the problem was that he didn’t betray his family at all. Michael and Lucifer betrayed each other and Gabriel ran away. “I guess….” Gabriel nodded, thinking. That wasn’t his case though.
“Well, it could also be when the two oldest brothers betray each other, fight…” Gabriel paused a moment. He then looked at her and smirked. “You’re the seal breaker aren’t you? ” Gabriel then asked looking at her, already knowing the answer to that question. “See this, what you call the apocalypse, to me is Sunday dinner.” Gabriel still didn’t tell her who he was. He wanted her to figure it out for herself. He wasn’t going to hurt her in anyway, he wasn’t on Michael’s side nor was he on Lucifer’s. he was his own, the runaway. He could care less what Lilith did. From his stern face, he hoped that she would understand he was just going to talk, not hurt her in anyway. He didn’t want to fight. He was sick of fighting.
WORDS 332
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LYRICS Here Comes the Sun by the Beatles
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Post by tsunin66 on Jun 1, 2011 23:48:04 GMT -6
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------“See this, what you call the apocalypse, to me is Sunday dinner.”
This is what clicked it for her. He was her 'uncle' of sorts, one of the Archangels. From this she knew he wasn't Micheal...if he was he would have tried to smoke her already...and she had seen Raphael before when she was with that idiot prophet. That left only one Archangel left...Gabriel...though she had thought him dead as Lucifer had.
The demon flashed her white eyes, tilting her head as she did,"They call me Lilith, and yes I am..." she said, soon after her eyes shifting back to normal...the ones that her host had. The woman seemed to tense when she figured it out. If it were Michael or Raphael she would already have been gone.
He started spewing crap, blasphemous crap against her father. If he wasn't more powerful than her she would have attacked him...but her fear of him was stronger than her anger. The white eyed demon tilted her head at him. "That would make you Gabriel correct...Michael would have tried to kill me by now and I've seen Raphael before...and you aren't him...he was more grown up and pretty," she said, a hint of a childish tone in her voice near the end.
"Your lore says so, not ours," she says to the brothers fighting. Of course as the first demon she would take Lucifer's side. One wrong move from him though and she was totally gone...and he probably knew it. She had already had a run in with Raphael before...who could smoke her despite powers and ranking...she was no match for an archangel. ----------------------------------------- |
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Post by kristopher on Jun 2, 2011 0:08:56 GMT -6
--------------------------------Little Darling
It's been a long cold lonely winter
little darling
it feels like years since it's been here---------------------------------
The Trickster smirked. She figured it out. She knew he was Gabriel. She was lucky she ran into him and not Michael or Raphael. She would be gone the second they sensed her. Although, Gabriel wasn’t to happy with the demon here, but he wasn’t rude or mean and wouldn’t attack her unless he had a real reason to attack her. that’s how he worked. He had fun punishing, giving just deserts to people, but in this case it was completely different.
Gabriel watched her flash her white eyes and he let out a sigh. Of course. Lilith was her name, and she did say so a moment after he remembered her name. Gabriel watched her. She was afraid. Gabriel rolled his eyes and he then said to her “I’m not going to kill, or hurt you. So don’t worry. Demons aren’t my target. You think I want my brother to find me?” Gabriel gave her a good enough reason and he hoped she would relax as much as she could around an archangel. He knew how uncomfortable this must feel. He felt like this when he was around Michael before he left Heaven.
“Gabriel.” Gabriel confirmed. He nodded to all of her reasoning. He completely agreed with her except the part of Raphael being grown up and pretty. He let out a sarcastic chuckle. “Grown up, right. Have you seen the way they are running heaven? Told you they are crackpots.” Gabriel looked at her once more. “Don’t get me wrong, Lilith. You think we all hate each other. Truth is I love my brothers, I love Lucifer and father. I wish that Michael’s reasoning wasn’t what it is. I would love to go back to the good old days.” Gabriel said truthfully. It was true. He couldn’t forget the things that Lucifer had taught him or the better times they all had together before Father made Earth and Lucifer did what ever he did to piss them off.
"Now, tell me something, I have one question and I think you can help. If we were both dead, how are we back?" Gabriel looked at her wanting to hear what she has to say. "I'd like to believe it was father, but I dont know. Maybe you would." Gabriel added.
WORDS 381
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NOTES sob story xD
LYRICS Here Comes the Sun by the Beatles
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