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Post by kristopher on Feb 12, 2013 9:22:29 GMT -6
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[/color][/center] The Trickster smiled. He sat inside the little office that he had. Sure, working as a janitor again wasn’t his idea but at least he got to put the bullies, not just students but teachers as well, in their rightful place. Gabriel was making the school better, and he hoped that someday he would be recognized for his work… PFFT NAH! Gabriel just did what he did for fun.
The youngest archangel just sat in the little office as he watched Dr. Sexy on the television. It wasn’t a large one, but one that was a rather decent size. He had his feet resting up on top of the desk as he watched it. He looked at the time and he stood up. It was almost time to make his first rounds. The Trickster stretched a little and he pulled out his vibrating phone. He smiled. The Trickster looked at the time once more and decided that he had enough time to drink a little, so he did just that. The Trickster snapped his fingers and a glass of champagne appeared in his hand. He took a quick drink and he smiled. He really loved the stuff as well as chocolate wine. He placed the glass down on the desk and he then walked out of the office.
The Trickster headed down the hallway of the school and he walked into the closet that held all the things that he would use to clean the school with. He usually used it all for show, he didn’t usually clean the school at all but just snap his fingers to make it all disappear. that’s what he did at the university. The Trickster continued to walk with the mop bucket just thinking about how he played the same part at the university years ago.
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Post by sof2 on Feb 19, 2013 14:55:48 GMT -6
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Bonnie had been feeling more alone as the days went by. It was not that she didn't like her fiends or that she felt like they didn't like her it was just that well with the arrival of Buffy into their lives she felt like Elena would find herself getting too close to the girl. Maybe it was because they had so much in common and then there was Caroline, whom of course Bonnie had felt herself getting farther away from ever since she had been changed into a vampire. Well she was trying to go back to her friend. But still it was hard all things considered and Bonnie had no idea what she was supposed to do now. It was not like she could make things better in a matter of seconds. Maybe she should have talked to her friends about this, she should have let them know what was going on inside of her mind. But she was afraid that it would offend them and make things worst. She decided to lay low for a moment.
And since she had been trying to focus on her magic and her study it was helping to be thinking about something else. She spend a lot of her free time at the library which was exactly where she was right now. She looked over at the clock and then back at her English assignment. She reached down to look into her bag so she could get the book she needed out.
And of course she had forgotten that book back into her locker. She looked over at the questions she had to answer wondering if perhaps she would be able to keep going without the book but of course it would not work. With a groan she put her things aside and moved her chair so she could walk back to her locker and get the stupid book. She walked silently to her locker and took her phone out to send a text to Elena, it had been far too long since she had spent time with her friend and she really needed to work on this. She was not looking to where she was going and of course fate would have it that at that moment someone would find it’s way right in her path. She felt her body collide with someone else and her phone dropped on the floor breaking in two, the baterrie was sent flying around the floor. “I am so sorry!”
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Post by kristopher on Feb 20, 2013 11:26:28 GMT -6
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[/color][/center] The Trickster was just standing there in the hallway and looked around. A smirk had appeared on his face and he snapped his fingers. The Trickster then took out his iphone and checked his messages. He didn’t have anything from Maddie, which was strange and wondered if Spike had, in fact, gone to see her. That was his thought as to why she wasn’t answering his texts. The Trickster then turned his music on and Lover of the Light by Mumford & Sons came on, playing through the speakers of the phone. This was one of the prophet’s favorite bands. Gabriel wondered why. He thought they were good but they weren’t great. Maybe it was because he hadn’t listened to enough yet.
The Trickster decided that he would walk around the school just for the hell of it, even though he knew that he could just snap his fingers and his image would appear on the security camera tapes and he could sit and watch Dr. Sexy all night and not have to worry about anything at all. The Trickster stopped a moment again and pulled the phone from his pocket that was still playing music. He still didn’t have anything. He could sense that she was still at home, not in danger so what the hell was she doing that she couldn’t spend two seconds to text him back?
The Trickster put the phone back into his pocket and was then run into by a young girl who was walking. She had dropped her phone, and he watched it break. The Trickster looked at her when she said that she was sorry. The youngest archangel just gave a small shrug, not really caring. He didn’t feel it, though he wondered if she would ask what he was since running into him was like colliding with a brick wall.
“are you okay?” Gabriel had asked her in a more curious manner than a concerned one.
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Post by sof2 on Feb 23, 2013 6:27:28 GMT -6
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It was not like Bonnie to be like this, usually she kept her eyes focus on where she was going, she was not the type get lost into her day dreaming. But there were so many things going on in her mind right now that it was all making her very confused and she didn’t know what to think anymore. A night with Caroline and Elena would do her some good she was sure of it. Her friends had a way to make her feel better. Even after everything they had been through, she still cared for them deeply and she knew it was the same for them. She knew that if she was to ask for their help they would be right there for her.
When ran into Gabriel she was surprised because one he was not mad at her, two he didn’t even move when she did. It was like he had barely felt it and she had felt more like she had ran into an object than a person. And then she felt it. There was something about him, she couldn’t quite put her finger on it. There was this energy coming out of him, something she had never felt before and it was really confusing to her. Her senses were good enough for her to know there was something about him, but not strong enough for her to know what he was.
But Bonnie was almost sure that he was not human or at least fully. Or maybe she was just so tired? No that could not be it. She nodded. “Yeah I’m fine.” She told him. “Just a bit sore, felt like a ran into a wall…” she said eyeing him to see if he would have a reaction to this before she went to pick up her phone. “crap…” she mutters as she realised it was actually broken and she didn’t think she would be able to fix it.
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Post by kristopher on Feb 23, 2013 20:20:52 GMT -6
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[/color][/center] The youngest archangel looked at the girl curiously. She was staring at him and he then noted that she probably felt it. He needed to act more human though it would be pretty funny to just watch him fall over now as a reaction to her running into him. He knew Dean, the eldest Winchester brother, would get a kick out of that. The Trickster felt relieved when she said that she was fine. She then said she felt like she ran into something hard and the Trickster groaned. He really wanted to be at a place where he could pretend to be human, where he could hide away from the world.
He didn't like the sound of that at all. Maybe he wasn't good at hiding anymore. Oh well, he would just have to tell her right? They youngest archangel smiled a bit and he finally shrugged.
yeah, I get that a lot. the Trickster dressed in a janitors outfit replied to her. She was now looking down at her phone and he felt bad. He could snap his fingers and fix it but then she would see.
here, let me see your phone. I might be able to fix it. the youngest archangel said, as he walked on the other side of his mop bucket and motioned her to follow him back to his office. He really did feel bad for breaking her phone. The Trickster knew that he could probably make it look like he fixed it by hand instead of making it look like his abilities.
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Post by sof2 on Mar 4, 2013 7:40:05 GMT -6
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Bonnie had learnt about the supernatural world when the vampires had showed up. She had known about witches but that had been it and she knew she still had a lot to learn, she knew there were many things in the world, things she could not even begin to understand. And part of her didn’t want to see these things, she knew there were things out there, things that were far worse than what she had seen and it scared her, but she also wanted to believe there were good things, that some of the supernatural things were not evil. Of course she had not meet a lot of those as of yet and she was unsure if she wanted to meet them even if they were part of the good ones. She wished they could have a normal life.
Like this person right in front of her, there was something about him, something strange, like a vibe coming from him, she had spent so much time thinking about her magic and opening herself up that perhaps it was why she was able to feel it. Maybe she was just imagining things but she doubted it, she was pretty sure that he was something else. It had to be.
When he told her to not only give him her phone but to follow him in his office she was unsure if it was smart. But she was in the school, she had to be safe right? ‘’sure’’ she said giving him her phone and following him quietly into his office. He was the janitor, he couldn’t be a madman right?
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Post by kristopher on Mar 8, 2013 22:01:46 GMT -6
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[/color][/center] The Trickster looked at her when she handed him her phone. He smiled and turned on his feet to walk towards his office, or the janitorial office that was his for the moment. The Trickster really didn’t mind being called a janitor or maintenance man. It was easier for him to hide, get him into the swing of things when it came to hiding from his siblings. He hated being hunted by heaven. Now that they knew that he was alive, he really needed to be careful when it came to being under the radar. The Trickster didn’t want anything to do with the civil war in heaven, and his siblings in general. It was just fight, fight, fight between the angels and Gabriel was just sick of it all, sick of all the fighting and them in general.
He had stopped in front of his office and opened it, stepping inside. He already knew that the girl was a witch. Why couldn’t she fix it? Oh well. Gabriel had walked over to his tools and looked at the phone. Yeah this would be beyond repair, but he is an archangel, and things like this was like taking a walk in the park for a normal, average human that is. Gabriel had pretended to do whatever with a few tools, then rolled his eyes. Out of her view he had snapped his fingers and the phone was fixed. Gabriel pretended like he was doing other things, and a few moments later he had turned around giving her the phone which was almost like new, besides a few scratches and stuff that was already on there.
“there you go. Like new?” Gabriel smiled to her.
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Post by sof2 on Mar 15, 2013 11:44:54 GMT -6
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Bonnie could not shake off the strange she was feeling while being around the janitor. It was something she had not felt before. It was strong and yet it didn’t feel the way she felt around vampires. It was like there was this light around him, a light she could not see, but that she could feel. She tried to focus on something else but her mind kept going back to him, what in the world was he? This was so strange, she could not understand it, she could not get what he was and it was annoying to her really. She almost wanted to ask him what he was try and get an explanation out of him. But she was too scared to do it. It might feel like everything was safe around him but she knew that evil people could easily hide themselves. What in the world was he? This was too strange for her, she needed to know.
As he fixed her phone, her eyes were locked on him, what in the world was he doing? There was no way that any tool he had would fix it, it was not like her phone needed a new screw or something like that. She had seen it, she knew there was nothing that could be done. And yet he turned around and handed her the phone. She took the phone from him slowly and her hand brushed his only for a second but it had been enough. She had seen things, she couldn’t tell you what she had seen but she knew it.
Her breathing got stuck in her chest as she looked at him. “what are you?” she asked breathed out before covering her mouth with her hand as if she trying to take the words back. Her eyes were locked on him, she wanted to move away but she couldn’t. the words had been spoke and well she was far too curious to not know what he really was. This was it. She knew he was something else and she needed to know what.
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Post by kristopher on Mar 18, 2013 10:40:17 GMT -6
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[/color][/center] The Trickster stood there, waiting for her to take her phone. He wondered what she was thinking. Her face said a lot though. She was thinking, trying to decide if he was to be trusted. She looked like she was trying to debate on if he was fully human, what he is and who he is. The Trickster knew that it would only be a matter of minutes before she had asked him.
The youngest archangel let out a sigh. He didn’t know why he did what he did for her. He knew that the past him, the archangel he was before he had been stabbed by his own blade as an early birthday present from his older brother would never do something like this. He would laugh and walk away. Did the youngest archangel go soft? The Trickster shook his head. He probably had and it was all thanks to the Winchesters and dying for the human race and for humanity.
The Trickster looked down at the phone and she took it. The Trickster watched her. She was more suspicious of him. He knew it. She had a right to be. That phone couldn’t be fixed by a human. He knew he had to do it though because he was the one she ran into and he was like a brick wall. She hat then asked what he was. Yup, there was the question the youngest archangel was looking for. He let out a sigh and smiled.
“I am the Trickster, well that’s what people call me. You may know me as the demigod Loki.” The Trickster lied to her. He was using the name he had used before letting it known that he is really the Archangel Gabriel.
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Post by sof2 on Mar 21, 2013 10:01:17 GMT -6
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This whole thing was beyond confusing. Bonnie knew he was something else but she had never felt something like this. She had meet other witches and they had a way of making her feel like there was something so strong around them. This was kind of like it but completely different at the same time. It was almost stronger than anything she had ever felt before and she had no idea what to do about it. The smart thing would have been to walk away because if he was as strong as she believed he was, whatever he was, the chances of him being part of the good guys was small. It seemed like the more power a person had the worst they became. Kind of like it went to their heads or something.
Bonnie knew she had just walked on dangerous ground when she heard him sighed. She knew he was not human and now he knew that she knew and if he was as bad as she feared well she could easily get into a lot of trouble. She looked over her shoulder as if she was trying to find a way out. This was not going to end well. She could feel it. Could she even defend herself again whatever he was. She had defended herself against a lot of things but she still didn’t know what he was.
But thankfully after the sigh the janitor smiled and for some reason that proved to make her feel better almost right away. She felt like there was something genuine behind that smile. Of course she could have easily been wrong and he could have been playing her which was why even if she did feel better she was not going to let her guard down. “Wait a demigod? Why would a demigod hang around a high school just for the fun of it?” Bonnie could not help but ask him. She had of course heard about Loki before she had read about it but for some reason her brain and decided that it did not need to function properly and she could not even think about the things she had learn. But still to her it did not make sense, why would he be hanging out here of all the places in the world. There was something that sounded not quite right about this whole thing.
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Post by kristopher on Mar 24, 2013 16:59:30 GMT -6
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[/color][/center] The Trickster looked at the girl and waited. He knew that it was coming, he always did. He knew that because of the severely damaged phone, no normal person would have been able to fix it the way that he did. He sort of dug his own grave with this one. Oh well. at least Gabriel was helping someone and he knew that Maddie would like that.
The Trickster looked at her reaction to his sigh. She seemed to be a bit frightened which kind of made Gbariel feel like he was still who he used to be before the Winchesters had completely fucked his life to oblivion. He folded his arms across his chest. She had started speaking. She had asked what a demigod would be doing hanging around a high school. Gabriel just smirked to that question. He had expected one like that too.
He could go into detail, telling her the story on how he posed as a janitor, maintenance man at a university and how he used that to get at people who weren’t doing things he liked, people he had pranked and dished his just deserts. He wondered how she would take that one. Gabriel thought if that would be the right thing to say. No, he would give her part of the truth. That always seemed to go better for him.
“Think of it as hiding. A lot of things had happened and people want me dead because of it, well not that it was my fault, in fact it really wasn’t, there was just a minor detail that had everything point to me and well, you can guess what happened next.” the youngest archangel said, still posing as Loki.
“so, you either have a great judge of character or you’re a witch. Tell me I’m right.” The Trickster said, using his high and mighty attitude.
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Post by sof2 on Mar 26, 2013 5:57:15 GMT -6
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This whole thing was becoming stranger and stranger by the minute. And just to think that she had been only on her way to her locker to get a book to finish her homework. And now she could barely remember what she had been working on. Felt like it was ages ago even if it had only been a few minutes. It was all so confusing but she really needed to get to the bottom of this thing. It was clear that the school janitor was not who he had said he was. Well human that was. As far as she knew he really was Loki but it didn’t make sense.
“But shouldn’t a demi God be able to take on the many people who would want him dead? I mean I’m sorry to say this but doesn’t it sucks to be working here?” she asked him. Something sounded off about this whole thing but she could not put her finger on it. But it felt like her witch’s sense were trying to tell her something. Or maybe it was simply because she was so used to her whole to always turn sour and have the strangest people around her that it was only her second nature to end up second guessing everything that was supernatural.
Bonnie had quickly learn that whatever was supernatural could not be trusted blindly. While yes she was a witch and it was considered to be supernatural and her boyfriend was a medium and one of her best friend was a vampire while the other best friend was dating one. Yes she was surrounded by supernatural people but it didn’t mean that she had to trust the whole rest of them. Trust was something you had to earn.
For a moment Bonnie thought that perhaps it would be safe to lie to him but what would she win with lying? “A witch…” she told him simply as if it was the most normal in the world and he could have met a ton over the years. And when you took into consideration what he was it was most likely true.
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Post by kristopher on Mar 28, 2013 23:15:28 GMT -6
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[/color][/center] The Trickster stood there staring at her. She had asked him about being able to take on the many people who want him dead. She then asked if working here sucks. Gabriel gave a slight laugh to her. The youngest archangel really didn’t know what to say to that. He would, if the people who wanted him dead weren’t as strong as they are or as many as they are. He let out a sigh and he looked at her once more.
“yeah the reason is because they are demigods too. One of them I dated a long time ago. A real bitch Kali is.” The youngest archangel said to her, to answer her question. Sure, it was still only half of the truth. It was true that the demigods wanted him dead at one point and probably still do but the archangel was mostly worried about the other angels and his older brothers. He knew that they would find him eventually.
The Trickster looked at her and wondered what was going through her head. He wasn’t used to really dealing with teenagers, though he had met Maddie when she was 18. She never really acted like one though or even thought like one, not stereotypically anyway. The Trickster looked at her when she said that she is a witch. He could guess. She had that sense about her.
“witch huh. That’s interesting. The only witch I know isn’t really a witch anymore but more of a demon.” the youngest archangel gave a slight shrug.
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Post by sof2 on Apr 5, 2013 10:30:07 GMT -6
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Bonnie had meet some strange people, some different supernatural being but she had never meet at demigod. This was actually quite a big deal all things considered and she didn’t know if she should be scared. Not all supernatural creature were good and as far as she had seen most of them were bad. A demi God just sitting around here and pretending to be a janitor that didn’t sound like something that could end well.
“but what are you going to do when they find you?” she asked him. She knew it was none of her business but she could not help herself, she wanted to know and beside he was the one who had started to talk about it anyway. If he didn’t want to talk about it, he shouldn’t have mentioned it right? “I mean they are bound to find you at some point…” she added mostly to herself. he must have known that and while there were spells to hide people, she didn’t anything was strong enough to hide someone from a demigod.
The young witch’s mind was working at a fast pace. She was unsure about this whole thing. She knew it would be smart to simply walk away. She had no idea what type of person he was. She knew some people were after the people she cared about she was also fully aware that some of them would be after her because of who she was and the power she already had.
“a demon…how did she…how did she change?” Bonnie knew that some people could not deal with the power that they were given that it drove them somewhat insane she was slightly afraid that this was what was going to happen to her. She didn’t want more power, she was not craving it but she also knew that people could change so quickly.
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Post by kristopher on Apr 6, 2013 23:03:58 GMT -6
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[/color][/center] The Trickster just stared at the young girl in front of him. She seemed very confused, but then again, the youngest archangel was not very good at reading people. He never was and he never will be. She had then asked what he would do if the people that are trying to kill him find him. Gabriel thought of that for a moment. He never really did think that far in advance. He would probably just give them a show, being the spoiled brat, as some might say, that he is, it wouldn’t be that hard. She had then said that they were bound to find him at some point. The Trickster gave her a shrug.
“honestly, haven’t thought of that in advance. Usually there is just some yelling, bitch fighting if you will and it usually ends in me getting away, so I guess I am not too worried about them finding me. I will always find a different place to hide.” the youngest archangel had answered her.
She was staring again. He knew that she was thinking. Maybe she didn’t trust him? That could be it. Gabriel didn’t think that he was harmful looking. He wasn’t going to hurt her and never thought about it, to be honest which was rare for him. He usually always found something wrong in a person and would punish them for it. This time, it was a witch and Gabriel could care less.
She then asked him how she changed into a demon. Gabriel smiled. Maybe he could scare her out of witchcraft or something. “well, what do you think happens to people who practice magic when they die? They go to hell, and in hell they can become demons. Never heard of a witch going to heaven in my life time and frankly that would be since the start of time.” Gabriel then said to her, a smirk on his face as bright and clear as day.
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