15 May 2013 @ 07:53 pm
[The video device snaps on just as a startled and painful yell is followed by a loud thump on the ground. It shows an upside down -shirtless - Theo sans his sunglasses, but fortunately not sans pants. His silver eyes blink out at everything and he yanks his right arm, discovering that it is currently cuffed to something else.]

What the...[and then something rather rude in some ancient not spoken in ages language follows. Because cursing in other languages is fun!]

[Gabriel stirs slowly, feeling the yank on her arm. The handcuffs have enough distance between them that she can remain on the bed, and she crawls to the edge of it, peering down at Theo disapprovingly. Her hair is slightly dishevelled.]

Don’t swear.

[Then she perks up at the sight of an undead...rat? creature? thing?...and her eyes go wide. What is that?!]

[The rat would blink at her but it’s missing its eyelids. Instead it scurries off and knocks Theo’s sunglasses off the nightstand so he can put them on.]

That wasn’t swearing. Trust me. That wasn’t swearing.

[There’s a pause.]

So. Today is going to be fun, isn’t it?

[The chain on the handcufs clinks as Gabriel pulls it up to examine it, tugging on Theo slightly in the process. Dismay is evident on her face.]

Oh, dear. I would say so.

[She frowns down at him, concerned.]

What are we going to do? You’ll disintegrate at this rate!

((OOC: Blue is Gabriel. Black is Theo. Pain is for both of them.))
Current Mood: bitchy
04 May 2013 @ 06:48 pm

I am not sure how to best address this, but I have a strange urge to play a rather childish game today. It's a compulsion that feels beyond my control.

[She doesn't like where this is going but doesn't feel able to stop it.]

So, if you wish, you may ask me a question or offer a dare; in exchange, I may do the same for you. Do we have a deal?

[ooc: Affected by Truth or Dare curse! Gabriel will feel compelled to answer all questions truthfully and fulfill all dares to the letter.]
24 April 2013 @ 10:03 pm

The animal shelter is open now, if anyone is seeking a furry companion. If you're good with caring for animals, and seeking employment, I would be interested in speaking to you. We could always use extra help.

Voice | Filtered to Raphael:

Please come to the shelter as soon as you can. I would like a word with you immediately.


[Gabriel can be found outside or inside the shelter, staring quizzically at a photograph. Is it yours?]
14 April 2013 @ 01:54 pm


Hello. This is Gabriel. If anyone is unable to find me today, do not fret. I am still here. For some definition of "here." The city has seen fit to put some of us on a boat, it seems. I cannot claim to be unhappy.

The ocean is kind to me here.

Filtered to everyone on the boat:

Who else received a letter?

I should hope you will not follow its instruction. I don't trust these deities to do as they say, and even if the promise they make is genuine... I do not think anything can be worth the cost of what they are asking.

Filtered to Carla:

Miss Carla? I would like a word.

Action (boat):

[For anyone who wants to find her before she gets into trouble, Gabriel can be found anywhere throughout the boat, but she's probably most likely to be found leaning slightly over the railing on the bow, staring at the blue waters sparkling beneath.]

Sunday morning:


[The screen of the device is slightly cracked and positioned at an odd angle, making the image it depicts lopsided. Gabriel is lying on the floor, in a pool of blood. Her own blood. There's a bullet wound in her side, which she clutches, the dark red fluid pouring through her dress and making her gasp and wince hard, staining her hand. She'd only meant to use the device to make a call for help, filtered only to those on the boat. There is no need to frighten anyone not there, even when she is dying. But the device is currently rolling, visible to everyone.

Gabriel tries to remain calm as she stares at it, gasping several times. Her body shakes all over.]

P-Please do not be alarmed. I am n-not afraid. H-However, I would like s-some assistance, if anyone is... if anyone is...

[She is cut off by the pain.]
31 March 2013 @ 01:46 pm
All the dragons are still around, I see. If you need any help putting out fires, please let me know. I'd be happy to assist.

Today is a time of rebirth and renewal. Please forgive me if I'm a bit philosophical. If you don't celebrate Easter Sunday, then I will doubly ask your forgiveness. But I wonder...

Have you ever wanted to reinvent yourself, or allow yourself to be born all over again? Who would you become, if you could?
19 March 2013 @ 09:24 am
[The video opens on a scene in the park. It's propped up against something.

Gabriel in one of her long gowns as always. She has some seeds in her hand, and she is is periodically scattering them on the ground, watching as birds flock to them. Occasionally she allows one of the birds to land on her hand and eat directly from it.]

Good morning, everyone. I hope, now that we have dispensed with the previous days' revelry, that those of you inclined to indulge in such things might have gotten it out of your systems. At least for a little while?

My condolences to anyone suffering the aftereffects. [She doesn't really intend for there to be a serves-you-right tone in her voice, but there kind of is.]

Michael's predicament made me start thinking, however.

There seem to be a lot of pets about. Is there anything like an animal shelter in this City? Please forgive me if this question has already been asked and answered. I do not wish to be a burden, but I haven't been able to find a clear answer anywhere else.

[ooc: Also open to action if anyone wants to speak to her in person!]
09 March 2013 @ 03:58 pm

I seem to have met some acquaintance with one of those curses everyone was talking about. This is distressing. I was going to see if I could find out a little bit more about that clock today — I hear it all the time, always ticking — but I don't think that will be happening after all.

Unless it's an emergency, I will not be out today. If it is an emergency, then... [Deep sigh.] I'll think of something.

[ooc: Gabriel is affected by the Black Bars Prevent Mental Scars curse. C: She's locked herself in her bedroom and she won't come out unless she absolutely has to.]
02 March 2013 @ 04:43 pm
I seem to require a bit of assistance. Or at least an explanation.

I'm not sure who can hear me. How many other people have been brought here under similar circumstances? Are any of you listening?

My name is Gabriel, the elemental angel of water and the chief of the cherubims. I'd like to know if I was brought here for a reason, and what the reason might be. If there's anything I can do to help, I promise to assist you however I can.

I'd like to know how I was brought there, too. This isn't the kind of thing that ‐ oh my! What is that?

[You can run into Gabriel in person in Xanadu! She has a colorful bird perched on her finger, and she's admiring it intently.]
[ yeah no she's not showing her face because of a few reasons, a large chunk of which is why she hasn't been around lately. ]

I've heard that there are those who have ventured closer and further into the mechanisms of the clock. Tell me more about it. The residents of this city know so little when I inquired.

Death as well. There's a few questions I'd like to ask with regards to it.

filtered ][ raphael )

filtered ][ lucifer )
[ if ever you're walking past/sitting by/standing close to the fountain, you may want to step back a little. because there's one (1) young lady making a splashy entrance upon, well, entering the city and you just might get a sudden and unexpected shower. long hair, blue eyes, ornate dress and a bewildered expression on her pretty face -- aah, the look of utter confusion. she'll be fumbling with her device now, thanks.

amazingly however, for someone who just fell and is currently sitting in the middle of the fountain, she's completely dry and uninjured. in fact, it looks as if the water kept her from getting wet and dying altogether.

gabriel clears her throat.

I am -- [ headshake. no, not that way of introduction. ] -- My name is Gabriel and I would like to request an audience with . . .

[ she pauses as she frowns and wrinkles her nose. she can SMELL something and it's a pretty strong, overpowering smell -- the kind that you smell in a lot of perfume department stores -- but she's not entirely sure if it's her or . . . well, it has to be her since water shouldn't smell like ANYTHING, right?

a beat and then she lets the water crash all over her as if to bathe her and rid her of the smell. judging from her expression however, it didn't seem to work; she's just soaked to the skin. and there's a lot of things she wants to say about this but she keeps her tongue in check on the matter anyway. maybe later.

Once more, I'd like to speak with the persons in charge of this city. I've no reason to be uncooperative and if needed, I'll extend my hand to help as long as it's within my power. I simply wish to know for what reasons I've been brought here and how. Such an ability, to be able to transport a body from one plane of dimension to another, is something to be noted, in my opinion.

[ she offers a slight smile. ] Any form of assistance would be much appreciated.