cape_kore | Gabriel - Video - 04 (Filtered away from Lucifer, if that's even possible)

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Gabriel - Video - 04 (Filtered away from Lucifer, if that's even possible)

Right. Newbie. Blond, tall, smirky, goes by Lucifer? Don't fucking piss him off, 'kay? Flat-out keep your distance if at all possible. Especially if you're human. You won't just be putting your ass on the line, it'll be everyone's too. He won't massacre you all if you don't cross him, and trust me, he'd like to. It's an offer you won't get twice, and if I have to personally take out anyone who tries anything on with him, I will. Just a heads up, gang.

[He's not sure that he isn't blowing his cover in doing this, but right now that's a secondary concern. Primary concern is whether people will actually listen to him, especially given who he is. He's hoping so - this arrangement is fragile enough that one impulsive hero type could ruin it, and there's altogether too many of those in this place.]

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What, that's not a legitimate problem to have with someone? What more d'you want him to do, kick puppies and steal candy from babies?

I don't want him to do anything, I'm just lookin' for problems that ya didn't lift outta Constantine or some shit- man.

Ugh, Constantine. Hated it. Now, The Prophecy? That was a good movie.

[And hey, how come Lucifer always beats him in these things? It's just not fair.]

But hey, you wanna play buddy-buddy with the Prince of Darkness, that's your call. Try not to bug him too much, cause I won't be stepping in if he gets all smite-y.

Yo, like, Aragorn? As the devil? I ain't buyin' it.

Uh-huh, yeah, he strikes me down in the street and, uh, maybe I'll reconsider your words'a wisdom. Yanno, the names're real funny and all? But dude can't help he's got whacked out parents.

Hey, don't knock Viggo. It's good casting.

[But, yeah, actual conversation relevant to everyone not dying.]

His Dad was pretty fucked up. But if Lucy strikes you down, you'll be a little too busy being dead to do any reconsidering. Hopefully he won't, as per our agreement, but hey, if he does? Don't say I didn't warn you.

Yeah, but.

[ That's an awful lot of talk about striking down and smiting and all that jazz. Jesse's face is squinted in question, kind of falls a little when he asks, ]

He didn't, like, actually kill anybody, did he?

Yes.

[ And Jesse lets out a long breath, hand carefully mopping over his head. He's quiet for a few long seconds. ]

How come?

Basically? He doesn't care about anyone who isn't a) an angel, b) his dad or c) Sam Winchester. Everyone else is cannon fodder. So if they piss him off or even just happen to be in his way...

[He slashes a finger across his throat.]

And, y'know, obviously he doesn't see eye-to-eye on everything with the angels either, so every now and then he ganks one of them too. He's a fun guy.

[ He grimaces at the hand motion, keeps rubbing his fingers contemplatively into his hair. ]

What's up with you guys and, like, angels? Angels and demons, he says; everything with the angels, you're sayin'.

[ World he comes from, he's figuring some kind of gang name. ]

Demons are his project, sure, but they're more of a means to an end. And I'd guess he's got as many warm fuzzy feelings about them as you have about cockroaches.

So, angels're more your side'a things. [ He's getting it now. He thinks he's getting it. ] Where's all this goin' down? Cuz it ain't ABQ.

Bit of everywhere. Midwest, mostly. Guess it's kinda centered around Detroit right now-- well. Right now it's centered around right here.

What're you slingin'? Drugs or guns?

Neither. If you're looking for a dealer, I wouldn't bother. Reckon you've had enough drugs already, and I really wouldn't trust you with firearms.

[ Jesse's breath sucks in sharply. ]

Yeah. Alright. But he's the asshole.

I'm probably more of an asshole than he is. I'm just also less fond of mass murder. I'm more of a serial kind of guy, y'know?

[Sounds like a joke, but in his time Gabriel might even have killed more humans than Lucifer has. Woops. Look, he never said he was the good guy here.]

[ Less funny to Jesse; his shoulders are drawing in a little tensely. ] How about nobody murder anybody, alright? It ain't hard.

Hey, I hear you. That's what I'm trying to avoid here.

So ya just call a truce, huh? Nobody kills nobody 'til you're back at your own turf. Ain't even like there's any guns here, [ not really, ] for you t'get your hands on.

We don't need guns. But yeah, we have a truce. It's currently conditional on the humans not driving him up the friggin' wall, which is what I'm trying to accomplish. With limited success, apparently.