Day at Disney Land (Glory)

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The Trickster smiled as he made his way down, what they called Main street. The youngest archangel wanted to know what was so special about this place that made humans so happy and excited. Maddie had talked about this place a bit, he remembered she was here not too long ago with her cousins. The archangel just wanted to check it out for himself. He had walked, munching on some candy that he had purchased from a candy store. He was actually enjoying himself here, something he thought that he couldn’t. The Trickster continued to walk and he stopped by a ride. He would enjoy himself a little more before leaving and noting everything that he had learned.

The Trickster remembered when he first saw a Disney cartoon way back when. He had remembered when this place and the other amusement parks were built but he had never visited them because he just never had a good reason to do it. He let out a sigh when he had moved foreword to be the next person in line to ride this ride, a roller coaster train thing. The Trickster waited patiently, and then it was his turn. He rode the ride and got off when it had stopped where it started. He smiled. It was a blast. This place would be a lot more fun if he had people here with him. Maybe he would pop Dean in or something, see if Dean would hang around with him while he continued to have a good time.

The Trickster walked and he headed into a shop that wasn’t too far from the ride. He was then hit with something, something strange. He had only sensed this a few times before back in his days of living as Loki. It was the sense of another god. The Trickster let out a groan and he turned and stepped out onto “main street” and looked around, keeping his eye out for what he was sensing.

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LISTENING TO The Mentalist (TV Show)
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[Sam Michael Winchester]

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Glory was beyond furious. Her plan to return home had been executed perfectly. Everything had been just right. It was the night, the slayer was there and unable to escape her. She'd sliced into her and opened the portal. And yet when Glory had leapt inside of it and attempted to return to her Hell dimension, she'd fallen straight through and to the ground. A voice from above had gone on to tell her that she was no longer "pure" enough to go home. Only after she'd gone through with her plan did she discover that she couldn't go home, and that uberly pissed her off. However she knew why she wasn't considered pure. That slayer bitch's pal had killed her vessel three years ago, and killed her for good. Now that she'd been brought back a second time, she wasn't the same anymore. And man...did that not sit well with her.

In a rage, she'd left town immediately. The only good thing about that night was the fact that Muffy the vampire layer had in fact died. She'd jumped into the portal in order to close it. Which had worked, but she hadn't fared quite as well. Fleeing to the other side of the world and away from the Slayer Organization, she landed right in the heart of California. After sucking a couple of homeless people she saw signs to a place called Disney Land. She hadn't a clue what in the hell it was but from what she could tell, a lot of people went there. A lot of people sounded good to her...she wanted the energy, the power.

Walking through the gates she wasted no time before she started picking people off. Some of the poorer dressed people she simply killed, snapping their necks as she walked by. Before long the place was in chaos. People started to notice her and attempt to flee, but there were simply too many people about to fully escape. One man tried to run past her and she grabbed him by the arm. "Uh uh deary" she purred, placing her hands into his brain and sucking him for everything he was worth. As he plopped to the ground with a thud, she looked up to see people running amuck everywhere. In the distance she heard sirens but made no attempt to leave. She was in the mood for a bit of chaos.

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Tag:: Gabriel
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The youngest archangel was looking around, trying to decide on what to do next. There was just so much, to do here that he really did wish that he had Maddie with him so that he would know of everything to do and see before he would snap himself out of here. The Trickster had walked into another shop and he had purchased one of those Mickey mouse ears to prove to Maddie that he had actually been here. Once he had received them, the Trickster had placed them on his head. He didn’t care if he looked like a grown man wearing Mickey mouse ears. He was an old archangel, been around for a long time. He knew that Dean would get a kick out of it if he saw him with these ears on as well.

He seemed to be depending on his human friends a little too much as of late. He wondered if it was because he was so lonely and wanted that sense of somewhere to belong. Yeah, that was probably it since he wasn’t running around with angels or the pagans anymore. All he had was Maddie, and Dean really. Then there was the vampire Spike, but he hadn’t heard much from him at all lately. Gabriel thought about texting him too. Maybe he would get used to the idea of having a vampire for a friend. Times were different now and Gabriel really was trying different things, not being so single minded as he used to be.

The Trickster stopped and was watching people run past him. What the fuck was going on? The youngest archangel had someone bump into him and he watched them fall to the floor. Yup, twas like running into a brick wall. The Trickster started thinking, debating. He wanted to poof on out so that he wouldn’t get noticed, again, that being the last thing he wants. The other half stood there and wanted to talk towards it. After all, it could be something small like a demon attack or stupid shit like that. Eh, he would go with it.

The Trickster started walking through, the opposite direction of the crowd and he stopped when his chocolate brown eyes had gazed upon the figure of a hell god he knew as Glorificus. Pff what a dumb name. Even Gabriel would go by the name of Glory if he had that name, though Glory was still a dumb name in general. He also didn’t like the name Madison much. Maybe that’s why he started calling his prophet Kenny, but still switches between the two.

“can you be any stealthier?” The Trickster asked her sarcastically as he stuck a lollipop into his mouth and stared at her. He knew she would recognize him as Loki, since she wasn’t directly involved with the whole kidnapping the Winchesters business and trying to kill Lucifer resulting in Gabriel being known as Gabriel and his death. “so, tell your little ol’ friend Loki what happened Grace… no wait…” Gabriel said, pretending to have forgotten her name. “it starts with a G… Glory, that’s it Glorificus, the hell goddess…” Gabriel paused again. “not very good with names…” The Trickster finished with a shrug and put the lollipop back in his mouth, completely forgetting that he was wearing the Mickey Mouse ears on his head.

"But I do remember that you were dead. So tell me how you got the second chance to run wild and free?" Gabriel asked her curiously.

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There were feeble humans everywhere she looked. Noises of them yelling at each other and just in general filled her ears and it made her shiver. It was a good shiver...it was turning into quite the day for her. This place was known as the place where dreams came true. And sure as hell, this was definitely a dream of hers. There was high energy all about which made it taste all that much sweeter. Well maybe not taste as she didn't eat people's brains but it definitely felt a lot better. When people were scared it tended to make their energy simply radiate off of them. The fear was bitter, and she absolutely loved it. It made the tips of her fingers tingle...in a very, very good way. The grin on her face couldn't have been wider if she'd tried.

A voice brought her out of her daydreaming. Even before she'd seen him she could smell him. God, the smell of wet dog..."Loki"

[/b] she said in a sly tone. Her eyes slid to the side of her head to look over to him, giving him one of the most fake smiles she'd ever made. If the humans could fake niceness, why couldn't she? Well because there wasn't a nice bone in her body for the most part...but regardless, it'd always been games with him. Ever since she'd known him it'd been all about games between the two. Games that she rather enjoyed for the most part, though he definitely got underneath her skin at times.

An eery laugh came from her as she shot out an arm and caught an older woman running past her. The man was probably in his late forties. Salt and pepper hair, on his head and his face. Totally disgusting. With a sigh, she stuck her hands into his temple. All the while she looked over to Loki. Even when she was talking she was draining the man, as if it was some normal occurrence. "Why would I want to be stealthy? It's not as if the meatbags are a threat"[/b] she said with a shrug, before letting the man fall to her feet. As he slumped down she used her foot to roll him over onto his stomach, not caring enough to let him look up into heaven. It was figurative obviously, but she still didn't care enough to see it...One of her pet peeves.

Loki seemed to fumble over her name and she simply rolled her eyes. "Let's not pretend you honestly didn't know my name. You, Loki, dream of a god like me."[/b] With this she gave him an annoyed look as if she was bored. Spotting a frightened little girl hiding behind a garbage can behind Loki, she couldn't help but allow a grin to grow onto her features. "I'm not a fan of story time sweet cheeks. I have things to do" she said with a smile. With this she walked on past him and then crouched down next to the garbage can. Extending her arms out to the little girl, she made a cooing noise. "Are you scared? Come here sweetie, I'll protect you.."[/b] Although she would do nothing of that sort. Young minds were the best, by far...


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The youngest archangel looked at the other hell goddess and he smiled when she said his name. he knew that she wasn’t over fond of him at all. He knew a lot of the demi gods weren’t fond of him at all and the fact that she even tried to fake being nice, which made the Trickster laugh. Glory always seemed to make him laugh like that, he loved to make fun of her and make fun of the other demigods. He hated a few of them now, after the whole lets kidnap the Winchesters thing. that’s what caused him to die, why wouldn’t he be mad?

The Trickster looked at her as she stuck her hands in some man’s temples. He just looked from the man screaming in pain to Glory again. She then asked him why she would want to be stealthy and that the humans arent a threat. “so you think.” Gabriel responded to her completely thinking about the Winchester brothers and how they stopped the apocalypse from happening. They had defeated Lucifer, something Gabriel had failed at.

The youngest archangel looked at her when she said that he dreamed of a god like her. He tried to keep a straight face at what she said and then busted into laughter. “that’s too funny. See I dated Kali, remember? Not looking and never dreaming about fucking bitches like you guys. See I kind of stay away from gods like you guys.” The youngest archangel responded to her, and he still laughed. She then went on and said that she wasn’t a fan of story time. Okay, fair enough. Gabriel wouldn’t want to hear it anyway.

He watched Glory as she went over to a little girl behind the garbage cans. When Glory said that she would protect the girl. The anger burned within the Trickster. He angrily walked over to her and he grabbed the back of her dress and pulled her back with all his strength. The archangel’s strength was something that he loved to use to his advantage. He then threw her off to the side and stood between her and the girl. “clearly your not as in the loop as you think you are.” The Trickster said, commenting on her not knowing who he really was. “oh, and children are off limits.” he then said folding his arms across his chest, his anger still burning strong.

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With a roll of her eyes, she simply found it annoying that Loki held any faith in the humans whatsoever. How anyone could have faith in a race so feeble she hadn’t a clue. To her, humans were little bits of energy snacks and nothing else. They were meatbags put on this earth to serve god’s like herself and really, not much else other than that. She also found it funny how a lot of them wanted to know the meaning of life. Quite frankly, their lives didn’t hold any meaning and she suspected that was why they didn’t know said meaning. Now her life on the other hand had meaning, and she knew it as well. She was born to lead…to make others miserable, to torture, to cause chaos. And well that was exactly what she’d always spent her time doing.

”I don’t think, I know. Humans are pathetic meatbags. And as for slayers? They aren’t much better. Just killed one yesterday, as a matter of fact”

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Flicking her hair over her shoulder, she rolled her eyes again, though this time a bit more dramatically for show. Glory was all about the dramatics. ”That honey, isn’t by choice. Gods like me wouldn’t come near you with a ten foot pole darling.”[/b] And with this, she turned her attention to the little girl in front of her. Before the girl had come out of hiding she was tossed to the side, anger rising within her like a volcano. Wide eyes opened up and simply glared at the man before her. ”Apparently not. Maybe you’re the one who has a story that needs telling”[/b] she said with an arch of her eyebrow.

Rising back up into a standing position the hell god wiped off the front of her dress, clearly annoyed. However she didn’t feel like fighting just yet. No, she was more interested in what he had to tell her instead. With a shake of her head she waved to the little girl. ”Scram, little girl”[/color] she said coldly, before turning back to Loki. ”Now, spill it sweets”[/color] she said, running a finger across his chest with a smirk on her face.

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The Trickster stood there staring at Glory. He had this hatred burning inside him for sure. He had listened to her words about humans being meat bags. He wouldn’t have a problem with it if he was still playing the part of Loki but truth was, he really wasn’t. he was caught between being Loki and being himself, the Archangel Gabriel. The Trickster looked at her when she said that she had killed a slayer. Yeah Gabriel knew that Buffy had been dead again thanks to Spike and Maddie telling him about that. The Trickster’s facial expression remained the same, staring at her seriously.

He then looked at her, snapping out of his thoughts when she said that Gods like her wouldn’t come near him. He simply laughed at that statement. Clearly she didn’t know that he dated Kali. Oh well. didn’t matter. He wasn’t going to say anything about it.

The youngest archangel looked at her when she glared at him after he had punched her. He just stood there, anger burning in his body, his grace wanting to shine to the surface of his vessels body. She had told him that he had a story that needs telling. She looked at him and he watched her in return. He watched her dismiss the little girl and she turned back to him demanding him to tell her.

“lets just say that my line of heritage is a lot more powerful than you think it is.” The Trickster said, now playing her. He wanted to keep her distracted long enough to let the humans get out of the park, well most of them anyway. The Trickster just stood there and folded his arms across his chest, still staring at Glory.

He was actually fairly worried that Glory was back. It was almost as bad as Lucifer walking the earth. He worried about it. He wondered if she would cause enough chaos to send the angels to intervene. He highly doubted it. With Heaven being in its own civil war, he imagined Glory as well as hell would be last on their mind.

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The fact that Loki pretty much ignored everything she'd just said to him flat out pissed her off. Usually she was able to keep her cool for the most part, if for nothing else than for the show. However he simply drove her up the wall. Something about him just annoyed her to no end, not to mention the fact that he was currently putting a phunk into her plan. The Loki she had known would have probably joined in with her. However instead he was simply distracting her from her fun, and saving children? This couldn't have been the Loki that she knew. While he wouldn't tell her anything, she found it very hard to believe that he was the same God she'd known.

"Oh?" she asked in response, faking the fact that she was the least bit interested. Looking past Loki she see the humans still running in the background and fleeing. There were too many of them to escape in a timely fashion. While a lot had already made it out to the streets, there were still a large portion running through the park. In the distance she heard sirens approaching closer and closer. She wasn't the least bit worried about the humans 'protectors' in the little blue and white cars. They were still meat bags even if they did carry guns. Hiding behind a gun was low, even for a meat bag. It was no bother though, as the bullets wouldn't actually do anything to her other than irritate her.

Looking back to Loki, she moved closer to him again so that their chests were nearly touching. One of her hands reached up to his face and took her chin into his hand, almost as if he was a child. "Let's just say I don't really care, babycakes!"

[/b] she said enthusiastically. Without hesitating in the slightest her hand moved down to his throat. Taking him into her grasp in one hand, she threw him to the side and into one of the nearby shops. As he smashed into the concrete some of the wall seemed to fall down with him. With a laugh, she gave him one last smile before beginning to stroll down to the people cowering in the stores down the road.

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The youngest archangel just stared at Glory. This was definitely a god that he really didn’t want to piss of but seemed to enjoy doing it anyway. He probably would have been doing it with her if he hadn’t changed because of his brothers causing the apocalypse. He never really cared about anything or anyone except himself and Maddie but now things were different. Because he had become such great buddies with Dean Winchester, he seemed to want to fight on the side of humanity now. He knew that would also piss a lot of his siblings off as well. Oh well, they could all fall in a ditch and die for all he cared.

The youngest Archangel knew that she was only pretending to be interested. At least this way, the Trickster would be able to talk her ear off and annoy the crap out of her. He really did enjoy that. Glory had started moving closer to him and he looked at her curiously, though not moving himself. He raised an eyebrow as he placed her hand on his chin, and then BAM! the Trickster had felt her hand go around his throat and she threw him. Gabriel had crashed into, well, more like through concrete walls. He was pissed now. The youngest archangel had stood up and brushed some of the concrete dust off of his shoulders.

The youngest archangel had then decided it was time to show her that she isnt as powerful as she thought she was when it came to the two of them. With the flap of his wings, Gabriel was now in front of Glory.

“is that all you have, sweet cheeks? It takes a lot more than that to hurt an archangel.” Gabriel had retorted to the goddess and his grace was shining bright in his eyes. Anyone could see it if they were looking straight at him. “care to see my wings?” He asked her in a taunting tone as his hands wrapped around her neck and he had raised her up in the air, not using much strength at all and she could break out of his grasp if she wanted to. He was just doing this as a scare tactic, hopefully it would end their fight. As his grace shone brighter, the youngest archangel allowed his six wings to expand and he had a smirk on his face.

No, Gabriel wouldn’t give her the chance to break out of her grasp. He just let go, allowing her to fall. he stood there still, watching her, his wings still visible as well as his grace.

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Truly, she shouldn’t have wasted an ounce of her time on Loki. He wasn’t really worthy of it and she didn’t have much anyways. Just because she could potentially rule the world, didn’t mean she wanted to. This pathetic world wasn’t even worth ruling, she’d rather kill all the meat bags and go home. However, she didn’t necessarily want her face plastered all over the place if she was caught. It wouldn’t make it impossible for her to go out but it would certainly make it difficult. If she had to constantly fight off meat bags with badges, well, she wouldn’t be able to have as much fun. So, her time was limited and it’d seemed she’d wasted quite a while on Loki when she should have simply passed him by. The two were however drawn together…and not in a good way.

A flapping noise stopped her dead in her tracks. Is that?....No, it can’t be the god thought, the noise reminded her of an angel. However she was soon proven wrong as Loki plopped his annoying self down right in front of her, right in front of where she had been walking. How rude. Eyes widening as he took her into his hand, she couldn’t help but allow a scowl to shine through on her impeccable lips. ”Oh dear, you’ve got a couple tricks up your sleeve, don’t you?”

[/color] she asked as he held her, though she made no attempt to escape. If she’d felt threatened then she would have forced herself away from him. However she didn’t, and she simply allowed herself to dangle in the air.

Watching his wings expand, her eyes traveled all the way from the furthest wing on the left and to the right. Panning back to meet his eyes in the middle, she started to speak. ”I’m ---“ and before she could finish, she was dropped to the ground. Letting right on her perfectly plump behind she groaned. Not out of pain but rather annoyance instead, irritated that her red dress was now dirty. This had been one of her favorite new dresses. It had been chosen as a celebration after killing the slayer. It was needless to say that she was one pissed off god.

Standing back on her feet, she brushed off her behind and fluffed her hair back to looking fabulous. Tilting her head to the side she simply looked at him, clearly amused. ”Do tell me of your tricks, Loki. I find myself suddenly…intrigued”[/b] she started, reaching out with one of her hands to stroke his wings. They were soft. They were…angelic. How irritating. One wrong word, one wrong tone, and she would rip a wing off in a heartbeat.

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The Trickster stared at Glory. She was surprised to hear the noise of Gabriel’s wings. She should be surprised. Gabriel had fooled all of the other gods for far too long and they even had no clue until Kali had figured it out after they had tried to use the Winchesters as bargaining chips with the angels. She then went on and commented on the tricks that he had up his sleeve. Did she think that’s what this was? The Trickster was kind of confused. Did she not hear the sound? He is an angel and she went on to pretend like he was still Loki, tricking her. He didn’t blame her though. He was like that and would trick anyone like that.

He looked at her as his wings were completely visible. She looked surprised as she watched his wings expand. She was looking at them, and Gabriel just stood there, the anger still burning in his eyes. She started to say something but stopped. Gabriel just stared at her and he shook his head. She had dropped down to the ground like a drama queen. That was making the youngest archangel a little angrier. He had rolled his eyes at her.

Glory had then stood up again and Gabriel just eyed her. She then told him to tell her of his tricks, that she was intrigued. He merely smirked at her. “who said that this was a trick love?” Gabriel said, allowing his wings to disappear right from under her, so to speak, as she was touching them. He didn’t like it when people touched his wings. "this is all very, very real." The youngest archangel added.

The Trickster held the smirk on his face. He knew that it would just make her more angry but he would simply laugh about it.

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My my, she found herself truly wanting to slap that little smirk right off his face the longer he held it. While it might have been entertaining for him, Glory had other things to do that didn't include him. She had things to see, people to kill, and well mostly...just people to kill. But still, she didn't have time to play these games for much longer. Once the meat bags came into the park with their loud guns she was out of here. Not because she couldn't defend herself but more so because she didn't feel like being irritated further. He could stand here and lollygag all he wanted, but she was nearly done with this conversation.

Arching an eyebrow, she simply laughed a deep, belly laugh. "What would you call it then, love?" she asked, her fingers still running through the feathers on his wings. If he was truly an angel then he'd been able to fool her this entire time. That would definitely make her angry and for his sake...she certainly hoped that wasn't the case. However the weathers certainly felt real, plush, soft. She'd felt them before...once before.

Frowning as he retracted his wings, she allowed her hand to fall against her hip. Shifting her weight to the other foot she stood simply staring at him. "Clearly you're not Loki, so who might you be angel?"

[/color] she asked, her tone becoming less playful the longer he attempted to keep up this little charade between them. She certainly didn't have time for games and how he did, she hadn't a clue. Wasn't he growing frustrated? Clearly not, judging by the smile that had crept across his features.

In the background a couple of people ran past them, and she reached out beside her to catch an older woman. Probably someone's grandmother, as she was in her late fifties or early sixties. It wasn't Glory's preferred age of a victim, but she needed a little boost. The woman yelled out for help, to which Glory simply covering her lips and shook her head. Next she placed her hands so that her fingers dove into the woman's temples. As she began to suck the woman's brain, she simply looked back to the angel before her. "My time is precious, darling. So tell me, who are you really?"[/color] she asked casually, the woman struggling as she came to an end at the god's hands.

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The Trickster was just standing there, wondering what she was thinking, well actually he didn’t care what she was thinking. He just wanted her gone, like now. He didn’t want her doing this, though in the end he was glad it was here and not Richmond. He knew that if she had gotten there and tried a stunt like this there would be an army of angels ready to take her down with the two prophets living there. She then asked what he would call them. Gabriel gave her a ‘are you stupid’ look. Really? She was going to play that.

He watched her as she stood there staring at him. She had told him that he is clearly not Loki and asked who he is. Gabriel smiled. “you’re smart, you can figure it out… whos the only angel to have 6 wings like mine, hmm?” Gabriel asked her. “no wait, youre anything but smart. The humans like to call me Gabriel, and I am not just any angel. I’m an archangel.” He said to her knowing that she wasn’t playful anymore and he wasn’t either. He wanted nothing more than to stab her with his own archangel blade in this very moment in this very spot. He couldn’t though. She would see it coming and then he would get the other end of his blade, like with what happened to Lucifer.

He watched her stick her hands in an older woman. Gabriel shook his head. Even demigods didn’t have manners when talking to other people, and that says a lot. The Trickster groaned out of annoyance as he watched the woman fall. “its really rude to do that when talking to someone, you know that right? Did you drop out of the manners 101 class or something?” he then asked, in a rude tone.

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TAG Glory
OUTFIT See Sig
LISTENING TO The Walking Dead (TV Show)
NOTES I love their personality clashing xD
LYRICS Try Not To Breathe (R.E.M)
STATUS Done

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[Sam Michael Winchester]

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Just what she needed. Glory rolled her eyes dramatically and even flipped her hair. It'd needed a little poofing back up. It seemed to deflate the longer she was around him...He brought everything down. "Well doesn't that just roll right off the tongue"

[/color] she said, slithering hers out like a snake and then allowing it to click. Glory was all about the show, hell, she was known for it. "Should've guessed it but honestly, I could care less about your kind. You're just a very small blip on my very large radar"[/b] she said, her voice growing more frustrated and irritable by the second. Did he just enjoy annoying her? Clearly he did. Though even before when she'd assumed him to be Loki he had, it'd been their niche.

Shaking out her arms as if loosening up she cut her eyes back to Gabriel. "Do I need to say it again? Very small blip. Very large radar. You don't deserve my manners"[/color] she told him, kicking the old woman out of the way as she moved closer to him once again. The woman seemed to roll to the side like a rag doll. In her place Glory stepped, bringing her chest to nearly touch the angel's again. For a moment she simply stared at him again. The look on her face was slightly psychotic in how happy she seemed. A grin pulled at her cheeks, while her eyes glowed. She didn't fear this angel nor did she fear any other angel in the world. Not in this world, not in any other. Glorificus feared no one.

One of her hands reached up and her fingers began to circle the skin on his cheek. "Now...why don't you pull out those pretty wings again so I can rip them off?" she said, finishing her circling and bopping him on the nose.

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Tag:: Gabriel
Outfit::Click to see Glory's outfit
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[kristopher]

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The youngest archangel looked at Glory. She was really, really pissed at him, he could tell. He had looked at her oddly when she said that it just rolls right off the tongue. He didn’t know what she meant by that but he knew that it had something to do with his identity. She then told him she should have guessed it and she could care less for him and his siblings. That was fine with the youngest archangel. He couldn’t give a damn about her. He never did and he never will. “yeah well you aren’t a small blip on Raphael’s radar, the way you go around like you do. You’re on all their radars.” Gabriel folded his arms across his chest. He knew she was really annoyed and it just amused him to no end. He wondered if she knew that.

Glory had then said that he didn’t deserve her manners. The youngest archangel just rolled his eyes at her she was really getting on his nerves now too but he was twisting it all around. He loved doing that, turning his annoyance to annoy other people. He just found it entertaining and wondered how long she would even stay here and listen to him talk like that.

The youngest archangel looked at the demigod and he let out a sigh. She asked him to pull out his wings so she could rip them off. Gabriel looked at her and shook his head. “yeah I would love to see you try.” The youngest archangel said to her raising an eye brow at her.

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WORDS
TAG Glory
OUTFIT See Sig
LISTENING TO The Walking Dead (TV Show)
NOTES I love their personality clashing xD
LYRICS Try Not To Breathe (R.E.M)
STATUS Done

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