casaerotica13: (THERE IS A GOD)
ǤαƄriεl ([personal profile] casaerotica13) wrote in [community profile] genessia2014-01-29 07:33 pm

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[After some time, Gabriel decides to go ahead and announce his presence. Why in the hell not? Everyone else was doing it. He didn't know where he was. He didn't know who these people were. He didn't how he got here. He had just been stabbed through the chest by his brother. Screw it, he's retired.

So, the feed comes on to present a middle aged man who had the camera held out at arm's length, while he stood motionless with a smile and a thumbs up... It took him a second, but he eventually frowned and fumbled with the phone.]


It doesn't take selfies? Dude, that's lame.

[He adjusts the camera to show his happy face again.]

Hi, everyone! I have cash and a key to someone's apartment. Who wants to go get wasted and set something on fire?

[Thus is his mood.]
rules_winter: (aren't you interesting)

[personal profile] rules_winter 2014-02-22 05:55 am (UTC)(link)
Assuming Gabriel bleeds the ice shards would start to pink with it. He didn't let on that he was worried or even uncomfortable. Interesting. That interest coming from a woman who had repeatedly tortured a man to the brink of death in a manner that would make certain demons gleefully nostalgic over nearly a decade, this could be considered gentle rebuke.

Her head tilted at his response and even as those shards cut into him she broke her circle, stepping closer and smiling, eyes going half lidded, hand lifting to his cheek, surprisingly warm. Her expression was certainly interested.

"I cannot claim you as my own." God already did that. And she was so touchy about things she'd likely go off half cocked if Mab tried to claim one of her angels. "But there are certainly consequences for unnecessary summonings."

"Perhaps you should discover what it means to flirt with Winter." Her shifting eyes bore into his and she leaned in, pressing her lips to his. Her power iced through him with the kiss, burning cold and then hot, searing through his human body with dangerous intensity, even as it rumbled through his soul like heavy thunder and moving earth, restrained only because she didn't want to deal with killing one of God's beloved. A small portion of a raging blizzard is still a concentrated blast. And a glacier's heavy weight even held back can cover leagues. Through it all, still those shards cut into him.

((Again, just let me know if I went too far and you wanted to react earlier))
rules_winter: (icy breath)

[personal profile] rules_winter 2014-02-24 05:27 am (UTC)(link)
As someone who worked with one of his brothers she was fairly well aware of what kinds of powers he held. He tempered them well, that ice didn't stop slicing into him but it did start to creep up over his feet, and parted so she could press closer while she kissed him, her whole body flush against his, her hand sliding up his cheek into his hair nails against his scalp before curling into the hair and pulling him closer.

The Fae are attracted to power. And Mab's mind is already whirling trying to find a way to make Gabriel useful without bringing God around to pitch a fit. Her kiss was unhesitating and absolutely all in because there was really no reason not to enjoy it. His power felt like spring even held back and she felt amusement at the thought.

She let a little more of her power go and her body nearly glowed with it. Still shielding him so his vessel wouldn't melt in her hands but letting it roll through him like a winter storm just past the point of what a human could survive. He might need to take care around her teeth, pointed and dangerous in their natural form.

It was true, she didn't know the word kink and of course sidhe can't lie, but she isn't one to shy away from dangerous play with her sex either so in a way he is right.

When she finally pulled back, he was iced in up to his knees and their breaths came out as clouds of frozen air as the warmth hit the cold air around them, smelling of fresh, unpolluted ice.
rules_winter: (aren't you interesting)

[personal profile] rules_winter 2014-02-26 02:58 am (UTC)(link)
Ice tinkled around her, landing on the frozen sidewalk. Her power dimmed as she reshielded herself so Dresden couldn't think she had broken her agreement with him not to harm innocents. Any human walking by would be in danger if she hadn't. Angels are pure soul so standing and watching him, she licks her lips in appreciation. It is not often one gets to taste pure soul without ripping it from it's host.

She inclined her head a little in acknowledgement that yes, she likely would be able to grasp kinks quite well and then riff on the subject magnificently. The shockwave sent her hair back a little but she didn't even flinch at it as a wave of heavenly energy brushed by her.

"Everyone is a tool, child of God." Her smile was sly, "Some are just more fun to play with."

"Do not mistake it though, summon me at your own risk I will have every right to be less playful." In other words if he pissed her off enough knowing the consequences even God should understand when someone needed to be reprimanded. Although frankly, Mab thought the God that was here might not be someone that could be reasoned with. Mab would risk destroying the city and everyone in it in a fight with his Mother if she was disrespected. Some things could not be tolerated.
rules_winter: (buisness casual)

[personal profile] rules_winter 2014-03-04 05:32 am (UTC)(link)
As he shifted and knocked more ice off himself she waited patiently for him to make it clear he understood that she did not like being summoned for inanities. Like yanking someone out of their house and dragging them halfway across a city to say hello. Which was beyond irritating.

She tilted her head in curiosity. He was an interesting fellow, generally she and Angels did not see eye to eye. She only worked with the Watcher because they both shared an interest in Harry Dresden. "You may also use the talking device." She held the device up and raised a brow as though that should have been obvious.
rules_winter: (large and in charge)

Ahh well welcome back :)

[personal profile] rules_winter 2014-03-17 05:35 am (UTC)(link)
"There is fun where you make it, Messenger."

She did not move as he stepped close to her again, she certainly wasn't going to back off an archangel. He was impertinent bordering on rude but she found him more entertaining for it. Dangerous line though it was. "Yes, I imagine you do."
rules_winter: (cloak)

[personal profile] rules_winter 2014-03-21 04:42 am (UTC)(link)
"Well then, the communicator should be quite useful." She did not miss the innuendo, she just ignored it for now. Nor did she miss the possessive. Considering who he truly served it was, perhaps, not the best choice but she did not dissuade it either. Choosing to speak as though he was hers was something she might take advantage of later. Even angles could be bound by protocol.

"You will be one of the few who has wished such a thing." She touched fingers to his chest and cold without physical form seared for a split second before her nails dragged down his shirt to the softness of belly. "Be careful what you wish for, Messenger." She let that hang between them for a moment before a gust of wind sent snow and ice swirling up between them and her hand disappeared in the blinding flurry.

When it died down, she was gone again.