Gabriel - Video - 02

[hung_garian]

You can all quit freaking out over The Box now. After painstaking investigation, I can reveal that it contains - a cat. It's simultaneously alive and dead. Hence all the funny scratches - if you ever tried getting your feline friend into a carrier, you'll know what I mean. Claws are not fun, kids, no matter what Whitesnake say. And that goes double for the undead kitty kind. Unhygienic on top of painful, double ouch.

[Needless to say, Gabriel is bored. Also needless to say (hopefully), none of that was true.]

So since that's all sorted out, who likes the idea of celebratory drinks? Sure, we might not technically have a bar, but where there's life there's booze, as my dear old gran used to say. Well, before she got packed off to rehab, anyway.

[He grimaces, despite not even having a grandmother.]

Anyway. Takers? Ladies, don't be shy. Doctor Barrett, that means you too, awful drinking habits notwithstanding.

Comments

[hung_garian]

Shame, it's marvellous fun. Well then, what did you have in mind?

[primogen_vampirate]

I do rather like poker.

And drinking. The oldest of hobbies, I suppose.

[hung_garian]

Can't say I've got the patience for poker. Snap, maybe. Or Happy Families.

[Just for the irony value.]

[primogen_vampirate]

How do you feel about twenty one?

[hung_garian]

Well, it's a little trickier to play a proper strip version of, but sure, I think my attention span's long enough for that one.

[primogen_vampirate]

Do you have cards?

[hung_garian]

Not to brag, honey, but with the whole god thing, 'do I have it' isn't really a question that needs asking. Whatever Loki wants, Loki gets.

[primogen_vampirate]

Is that so?

That sounds like an even more amusing game.

[hung_garian]

There's quite a few Jötunn who might not agree with you there.

[primogen_vampirate]

How about I name something and you conjure it up?

[hung_garian]

What am I, a vending machine?

[Le sigh.]

Fine. Go for it.

[primogen_vampirate]

[She looks positively delighted.]

A ship in a bottle?

[hung_garian]

[What actually pops up is a lifeboat in a beer bottle, but that's due to a lack of helpfulness rather than a lack of power.]

[primogen_vampirate]

[Mina throws her head back and laughs.]

[hung_garian]

[He grins, and snaps a pack of cards into existence in front of her.]

Now, if you're done with blatantly using me to score free stuff...

[primogen_vampirate]

I think it's safe to say that you are unlike anyone I have ever met, Pendragon.

[She takes the cards out of the pack and starts shuffling them. Very fancy stuff. She has nimble, surgeon's hands.]

[hung_garian]

Yup. I'm a one-off deal. Like the limited edition candy you get around Christmas.

[If he's impressed by her mad shuffling skills, he doesn't show it, just holds out his hand for cards. What, he's impatient.]

[primogen_vampirate]

[Mina hands over the cards.]

Must be frustrating. Being one of a kind.

[hung_garian]

Not at all, honey. The wonderful thing about Tricksters is I'm the only one.

[He knows his pop culture references are wasted. It irks him more than it should, really.]

[primogen_vampirate]

Don't think I could ever tolerate being the only Kindred in any given place.

[hung_garian]

No? There'd be less competition for lunch.

[primogen_vampirate]

True. But there can be safety in numbers.

[hung_garian]

Yeah? That much of a problem for undead people with built-in weapons in their mouths?

[primogen_vampirate]

There are more of them than there are of us.

[hung_garian]

Can't you just ... [He mimes biting. It's a little like this. He pauses a moment, and seems to realise that that's a really unhelpful impression.]

Y'know. Turn them?