trickntreats: (do you fear the things you love)
Gabriel ([personal profile] trickntreats) wrote in [community profile] caveofsapphires2012-04-10 06:45 pm

suddenly my eyes are open [open]

WHO: Gabriel (Sylvester Wilton) and [OPEN]
WHAT: Gabriel got taken in for a memory-modification. Now he's a little bit weirded out.
WHERE: Sleeping quarters, Bakery, Bar, Temple, streets in-between.
WHEN: Tuesday 10 to Saturday 21 April 2012.

This was one Hell of an elaborate prank. Except that Gabriel was starting to doubt that it was a prank, exactly. Dad wouldn't have thrown him into a place where the inhabitants drilled into his skull. Or experimented on him. Or ... did something Gabriel wasn't quite aware of but which must have happened, because going off to the clinic and then waking up in his quarters without knowing the in-between kind of indicated something happened in the in-between. All at once he remembered the 'dancing alien' prank he'd pulled and wondered if this was in any way similar. Maybe Lucifer had done it, except that Gabriel was fairly sure even Lucifer had no idea where archangels went after they died or how to capture them before they went there.

Maybe this was some kind of archangel's afterlife. If so, Gabriel's only hope was that Luci's turned out worse in the end.

With a groan Gabriel rubbed his temples, trying to wish away the ... it wasn't a throb, exactly. More like a hollow ache. He'd tried to snap it away, naturally, but that had only made the headache worse, so he'd stopped.

"Note to self," he told his reflection in the mirror. "This ain't a game anymore, and pushing the line results in ... in ... something. Just because you've already died apparently doesn't mean it can't happen again. I mean, look at the Winchesters."

With that pep-talk, he staggered to his feet and out the door.

The next five days were, in a word, weird. He still had no idea how to bake, but when he walked into the bakery on Tuesday he found himself automatically pulling out the ingredients for icing and had finished making a multi-tier wedding cake before he realised what he was doing. (Of course, then he had get rid of the excess icing. The cake wasn't actually saleable either, but Gabriel figured he deserved a reward for actually doing some baking and not having it completely burn.)

Tuesday night and Wednesday morning he discovered that powerless archangels in human bodies could, indeed, get sick from eating too much sugar. He made it to work--for a little while--he just didn't get much work done. (Instead he spent most of it looking green and slumped on a chair near the cash-register, with neither the appetite for sweets nor the energy to bake.)

On Thursday after work he went to the bar. If he could get sick, maybe he could get drunk too, and then he could get rid of this niggling uneasiness (fear) that Something Was Wrong. He succeeded in getting drunk quite well, and for a happily oblivious night completely forgot what the hell he was meant to be uneasy about, if anything.

He just didn't make it to work on Friday and spent the day in bed, groaning over the hangover, yelling at anyone who made too much noise and then going back to bed to groan some more.

On Saturday he found the Temple, a tiny little hole in the wall whose only two seats were cut into stone and whose altar sported a couple of thick candles. There was another worshipper, but he left when Gabriel told him to skedaddle, and then the archangel had a very unproductive one-sided conversation with the candles. Anyone passing by might have heard the final rather frustrated and faintly echoing refrain of, "Dad, if you can hear me, get me out of here!"

By Sunday morning something had settled in his mind and he finally became aware that he, in fact, had an extra memory that had been hiding by pretending it belonged there. A memory of baking a multi-tier wedding cake, colour-coordinated with the wedding party, with the mother-in-law hovering over his shoulder. The realisation it was there made him shiver.

He imagined it lurking and giggling, and named it Marie.
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[personal profile] tartanisstylish 2012-04-12 07:55 am (UTC)(link)
"Why would He do that?" Aziraphale asked before he could stop himself. Perhaps it was a naive question, or an irrelevant one, but it was still his first in bizarre situations. And it simply didn't make sense. Why create two disparate versions of the Host, two Falls, two temptations, two humanities - and this place?

I already know how to have fun, he thought but didn't say. For one, it would lead to questions; for another, from what he'd seen of Gabriel thus far, he'd take it as a challenge. Instead Aziraphale said, "And how would you - don't call me Azzy - how would you define 'fun'?"
tartanisstylish: (really my dear)

[personal profile] tartanisstylish 2012-04-12 01:00 pm (UTC)(link)
Aziraphale pinched the bridge of his nose. This was all very overwhelming - not to mentio that the notion of an angelic afterlife was frankly terrifying. Generally, afterlife implied judgment, which Aziraphale was not eager for; clearly Gabriel was not either. And if there was another version of Aziraphale out there somewhere, what in the name of all that was holy was he doing?

"It's ineffable," he murmured, with a clear hint of sarcasm streaking his tone of sorrow. "And we may never know."

The expression on Gabriel's face was truly distressing him. He cleared his throat with some discomfort and looked away. "I have fun." It did not sound convincing. His kingdom - flat? - for the ability to tell white lies.
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[personal profile] tartanisstylish 2012-04-13 02:08 pm (UTC)(link)
"Of course not." Aziraphale, for his part, had never asked - until he bypassed the asking all at once and went straight for disobeying.

When Gabriel grabbed him around the shoulders, Aziraphale yelped. "Don't call me that," he snarled, trying to get away and utterly failing. "And it'll be you if you've never gotten drunk before, fancy such a sheltered existence." It had been a trial, figuring that out, but Caligula had been such an unpleasant man that he and Crowley had sat down and made a pledge to get drunk or inconveniently discorporate trying. It was all a matter of letting the alcohol bypass your divinity, or - whatever, in Crowley's case.

He shouldn't have been egging Gabriel on like this, but at least if they were talking about alcohol they weren't talking about, oh, sport or scandal. Or sex. He'd had enough of talking about sex with near-strangers for the week.
tartanisstylish: (murder eyes)

[personal profile] tartanisstylish 2012-04-15 04:24 am (UTC)(link)
"As I said," Aziraphale grunted, giving up and allowing himself to be marched forward. "Sheltered. You ought to have tried harder."

As they left the Temple behind, he mirrored Gabriel's twisted face. Raphael was the same in every universe, apparently. "You've known me for all of half an hour," he said peevishly. "You don't get to give someone a nickname after half an hour. Thousands of years, yes. Even one year. Even a day. Not half an hour."

He sincerely hoped that no one he knew was at the Bar tonight. He did not want to have to explain being walked in the door like a recalcitrant child.
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[personal profile] tartanisstylish 2012-04-15 05:02 am (UTC)(link)
Control yourself. "Not interested," he said through gritted teeth. "And besides - " Yes! Change the subject. Excellent. " - why would there be a bacchanalia? I don't see any Romans."

Aziraphale just stared up at Gabriel and decided to give up. "You're persistent, I'll give you that," he said wearily.
tartanisstylish: (do go on)

[personal profile] tartanisstylish 2012-04-15 05:26 am (UTC)(link)
"Plan to put out an ad, then, do you?" Aziraphale asked waspishly. "'Ex-Roman or equivalent fetishist wanted for impromptu bacchanalia, location tee bee dee?'" Shuddering, he added under his breath, "You should have seen Caligula's."

That actually gave him pause. He wasn't sure what he'd have done in Gabriel's place. Probably lost his mind, such as it was. For the first time he felt a twinge of sympathy. "As far as I recall, Michael and Raphael are often irritated by default," he said. "But who was the other?"
tartanisstylish: (that seems depressing)

[personal profile] tartanisstylish 2012-04-15 06:09 am (UTC)(link)
It really was like night and day. The casual tone made the trace of sadness catch Aziraphale's attention even more. Castiel - or a version of Castiel, in any case - had only made the briefest of impressions upon Aziraphale before he was sent to Earth, but the loss of anyone was painful. With a twist of his mouth, he bowed his head briefly and mouthed "Sorry," for lack of anything better to say.

He did wince a bit at "demon-smiting". One of the downfalls of associating with angels, he supposed.
tartanisstylish: (do go on)

[personal profile] tartanisstylish 2012-04-15 06:21 am (UTC)(link)
"With humans?" Aziraphale's expression was less disapproving and more curious. "I should think that would take a lot of explaining." Not to mention the fact that humans generally believed what they thought they saw rather than what was actually in front of their faces. It would require quite the suspension of disbelief.
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[personal profile] tartanisstylish 2012-04-15 06:54 am (UTC)(link)
Aziraphale wasn't entirely sure what hunters were, but put it down to not having been importent enough to get crucial information on human trends. "Two humans and two angels against the Apocalypse face better odds than - " He stopped. "Well, certainly there have been worse odds."

He laughed a bit. "Humanity does get under one's skin, doesn't it."
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[personal profile] tartanisstylish 2012-04-15 04:15 pm (UTC)(link)
"Wouldn't that make you something like a martyr?" he asked, amused. "Saint Archangel Gabriel. Well done."

Absolutely thrilled to be released, Aziraphale rubbed the back of his neck and straightened his jacket, following Gabriel while attempting to keep his gaze clear and honest. "Better odds than me and an assortment of humans who'd never actually stood in the same room. And the Antichrist, who was of course on his own side."
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[personal profile] tartanisstylish 2012-04-16 06:25 am (UTC)(link)
Apparently losing the Antichrist was some sort of universal demonic trend. Aziraphale snorted. "Yes, well, Adam was always quite independent," he said with a shrug. "I don't think anyone could have 'had' him in any case.

"Where did you say we were going?" he added, looking around for familiar landmarks. He could only follow Gabriel around like a forlorn duckling for so long.
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[personal profile] tartanisstylish 2012-04-16 07:02 am (UTC)(link)
Aziraphale hummed under his breath and turned to face the direction they'd come from. "This would be a lot easier if you hadn't marched me all the way here under your arm," he mused, squinting. "Nevertheless . . . Isn't that the library up ahead? Isn't it around there someplace?"

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i see those feels gabe.

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this will end in tears

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why is this cute

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