Please don't go crazy if I tell you the truth- no you don't know what happened and you never will.
Who: Gabriel (painhumbles) and Mercy (vw_coyote)
When: July 21, mid-afternoon.
Where: Mercy's garage.
Summary: Gabriel owes someone.... Something vaguely resembling an apology.
Warnings: Probably violence and cursing if Gabriel's dumb. Which he is.
He'd waited long enough for this, honestly. Avoiding problems was what he was good at and even Anna couldn't convince him that Jinx hadn't been a little bit justified in her outburst. No, it hadn't been right and he probably should have told her that, but no amount of telling her she was being rude would fix the root of the problem, the problem he felt Mercy should've been aware. She could shapeshift, so she had some inclination of animal nature. Jinx was, in many ways, an animal.
Well, it made sense to him. Then again, he was an archangel, a being used to getting his way and being able to act however he wanted, wherever he wanted. As his girlfriend, Jinx got the same privileges within reason.
When he got to the garage, he felt instantly sick- not about Mercy- Mercy, he could handle. He wasn't sure if he could tolerate the inevitable reaming out Jinx was going to get from his friend when his lover was knocking on death's door without even knowing it, but in a place like this, all he had was his surrogate family. Castiel had come, gone, and come again. Lucifer avoided him. The other angels didn't count. His pseudo-human family were his one solace.
He stopped at the door, ears perking at some creative German swearing. "Good idea. Speak its language," he mused.
When: July 21, mid-afternoon.
Where: Mercy's garage.
Summary: Gabriel owes someone.... Something vaguely resembling an apology.
Warnings: Probably violence and cursing if Gabriel's dumb. Which he is.
He'd waited long enough for this, honestly. Avoiding problems was what he was good at and even Anna couldn't convince him that Jinx hadn't been a little bit justified in her outburst. No, it hadn't been right and he probably should have told her that, but no amount of telling her she was being rude would fix the root of the problem, the problem he felt Mercy should've been aware. She could shapeshift, so she had some inclination of animal nature. Jinx was, in many ways, an animal.
Well, it made sense to him. Then again, he was an archangel, a being used to getting his way and being able to act however he wanted, wherever he wanted. As his girlfriend, Jinx got the same privileges within reason.
When he got to the garage, he felt instantly sick- not about Mercy- Mercy, he could handle. He wasn't sure if he could tolerate the inevitable reaming out Jinx was going to get from his friend when his lover was knocking on death's door without even knowing it, but in a place like this, all he had was his surrogate family. Castiel had come, gone, and come again. Lucifer avoided him. The other angels didn't count. His pseudo-human family were his one solace.
He stopped at the door, ears perking at some creative German swearing. "Good idea. Speak its language," he mused.