[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.))

Video:

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.]

Voice:

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.

Action:

[Gabriel can be found outside or inside the shelter, staring quizzically at a photograph. Is it yours?]

Saturday

Voice:

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:

Video:

[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.]

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?

[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!]

voice;

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.]