(aaaaaaaawwwwwwww!)
"I'm an angel and you're a demon, of course we're not gonna trust each other but there's a balance that needs to be maintained." He gazed fowards and crossed his arms over his chest, uncomfortable with being scrutinized by her
(^^ Thankiesssss!! ^^)
"You really believe that?" she asked, arching her eyebrow. "There is no darkness without light and all that. I'm not…opposed to the idea. We would have to be careful, though. If either side found out, there'd be even more trouble than there already is. We'd need to keep this up on earth, out of sight." she hesitated, before grudgingly adding, "And we'll need to meet regularly too. I don't trust any method of contacting you not be…monitored."
She narrowed her eyes, enjoying his discomfort at being so heavily studied. It was one way at getting back at him for her intrusive thoughts.
He nodded along with what she was saying, knowing that it'd be exactly what he'd do. "Aw scared that we might be caught in this little affair that we've spin ourselves into?" He asked teasingly, "want us to be all alone do you now?" He leaned close, closer than he had ever dared to be to a demon "all you had to do was ask," he whispered, hoping to get back at her for staring at him I'm that way. He didn't know if her stare made him uncomfortable for the sole reason she was a demon or for the reason that he liked being looked at by her
(Oooooh xDD)
Beelzebub's breath caught in her throat, her heart jumping. She looked away from his intense eyes, every nerve feeling like it was on fire.
"What's that…what's that supposed to mean?" she choked out, her voice refusing to work properly. This was too much. He was too close, taking this in an unknown direction. She didn't like unknowns. But she couldn't move away, couldn't let him have the satisfaction of winning. She twisted her sash in her hands where they rested on her lap, accidentally tearing the glossy fabric.
(Just FYI, if I'm slow responding, it's because I'm working all this weekend TwT I'll be back properly Monday or Tuesday)
(it's alright! Take your time!)
Gabriel smirked, knowing he'd gotten to her. The tension in the air around them crackled with demonic and angelic disturbances. He finally leaned back, letting her have space to breath. He shrugged and went back to sitting into a casual position, one leg propped up on the other "whatever you want it to mean. A million things or nothing at all." His gaze slid to hers and his smirk only grew "what's wrong Bee? Flustered by an angel? I didn't know I had that affect on you."
(Thankies! <3)
Beelzebub stopped herself just short of slapping that smirk off his face. She took a deep breath, both to calm down and to clear her head from the overwhelming scent of his cologne.
"Do not call me that," she spat through gritted teeth. "It's Lord Beelzebub to you, Angel. And no, since you asked. I don't get flustered. But if you keep testing me, I'll show you flustered."
She glared forwards and subtly adjusted her sash to hide the incriminating tear. She was just as angry at herself as him. She should have pushed him away, done something. Instead she'd just sat there, undeniably well, flustered. But it was definitely hatred that was making her heart pound and her nerves tingle. Nothing else.
"is that what they call you? Lorde Beezlebub? Kind of excessive." He chuckled lightly dnd shook his head "I apologies but dI on't think I'll be able to keep calling you that for long." His face turned serious after a while as he glanced around the park "it's better down here, considering the not-apocolypse. I'd rather be here than up there dealing with petty angels and thrir insignificant problems." He admitted, a bit surprised he didn't so in front of the demon
"You'd better," she growled. "But I'll admit I agree. Work in Hell is getting a little more…tedious, I suppose. I wouldn't say no to a distraction. So are we agreeing to meet regularly?"
She cocked an eyebrow at him, wondering if he was really serious about going through with this, wondering if she was. Wondering where it would lead.
Wondering what the end result would be.
Gabriel nodded slowly, sucking on his teeth as if contemplating his options "yes I think we're in agreement to meet."
Gabriel looked over at her, studying her carefully "tell me, is this so much as a distraction for you as much as a means of gaining a solution to a problem?"
Beelzebub considered his words carefully, before carefully choosing her own. "If one of those leads to the other, I wouldn't complain," she finally said. "But Hell comes first, and so do it's problems. They come far before my own distraction."
She tilted her head at him, lazily looking him up and down. "Why do you ask? Is it because this serves as a distraction to you? I never would have thought an archangel would fraternize with the opposition so willingly."
He shrugged, unfazed by her small probe "maybe you don't know as well as you'd like to think you do. Not all archangels are as innocent as they seem. And to answer your previous question, yes. As well as being the only solution to whatever is happening now in both hevean and he'll, this serves as a little distraction from the questions and rumors spreading up there." He pointed skywards and rolled his eyes.
"Maybe not," she conceded. "I suppose we should figure out any…rules we might want to instate. Where we meet, when."
She was back to staring forward, watching idly as the humans walked by, curling her lip in disgust as a happy family walked by the parents holding hands and the two kids running circles chasing butterflies. A small flick of her finger resulted in a butterfly transforming into a bee right as the daughter clasped her hands around it. She let go with a scream of pain, and fell back into the grass.
Beelzebub snickered, glancing across at Gabriel to judge his reaction.
Gabriel had focused on a young couple, the man seemingly to be upset with the girl. He looked to be on the verge of slapping the poor thing that was sobbing her eyes out. He flicked his hand just as the man raised his hand to hurt the girl, dislocating his shoulder. The girl gasped in shock and fleed. He sighed softly in relief before glancing over the young girl crying in pain. "Was that necessary?" He asked Beezlebub with an eyeroll "I don't know how I'm going to be able to stand meeting with you if you keep doing that."
(Okay, i hope I'm back for good this time. We're doing a deep clean of our house rn, nd that plus work is kicking my butt xD)
"Was that necessary?" Beelzebub asked, flicking a dismissive hand at the couple. "You do good, I do bad. It's part of the job description. Maybe if I wasn't so bored, I wouldn't have done that."
She looked back at the still-wailing child expressionlessly.
"Besides, she was going to kill that butterfly. Maybe next time she'll think before grabbing with her fat little hands."
(XD it's all good!)
Gabriel shook his head "I don't do good. Far from it actually, contrary to popular belief. I do what's needed and what feels right. I may not be the holiest angel but I know what I must do as a soldier of God. If that means dismembering a man for his actions against an innocent soul, then I'll gladly skin the poor son of a bitch to their bare bones and feed them to Satan himself." He leaned in close to her again, not as close as last time but still an uncomfortable few inches apart. "Say what you want about angels bit know we are not good. Good is reserved for those who still haven't seen the horrors if life. The apocolypse would have resolved all the bad done in this world and would have brought a new era of rebirth." He leaned back and glared off into the distance, feeling foolish for admitting all that to a demon
Beelzebub tilted her head, feeling a new-found respect for the angel. Not that she would let him know, of course. There was truth in his words, reminding her how she had hurt the child to save an insect, something that, while not good wasn't as entirely bad as her reputation would want.
"You're making some mighty bold claims about the apocalypse," she said slowly. "Assumptions that your side would have won. What if we had won? What then? Evil is reserved for those who see the horrors nd revel in them. If the angels had been vanquished, we would have pitched the world into unconsolable suffering and enjoyed every minute of it."
He leaned back and regarded her with a calculating look. "You wouldn't have vanquished all of us. No way. No how." He adjusted a cuff on his jacket and sighed softly "those still alive would have done what would have needed to be done to ensure survival. no matter what at that point." he shrugged "But that won't happen." he said matter of factly.
She made a neutral growl, neither agreeing or disagreeing. She realized the fruitlessness of arguing a moot point.
She let the silence stretch out, watching the world go by. She knew she should be getting back to Hell, her absence would be noticed before too long, and she couldn't afford that just now. But the idea was horribly unappealing. It was peaceful here on earth, in the company of this angel. Though she wouldn't admit it, he was relaxing to be around, at least when he wasn't invading her personal space. But that was an excitement of an entirely different nature, and she found she didn't entirely mind.
All things considered, she just didn't want to go. of course, 'want' had always been a lesser priority for her.
"I have to go," she finally said shortly. "I have work to do. As I'm sure you do as well. When can you meet again?"
Gabriel shrugged "anytime you want to talk. I'll take this little meeting of ours over anything that I have deal with in hevean. He stood and rolled his shoulders, as if ruffling his wings from stiffness. "You apparently have my number so you know how to reach me. If I don't answer, try not to worry too much, I'll answer withing the hour." He winked at her and turned on his heel "til we meet again, demon."
She watched him go, then shook her head and descended back to Hell to yell at some slacking demons. This was entirely unprecedented, but she had to admit she was secretly thrilled at the thought of sneaking away, perhaps quite often, to see an angel.
She thought ruefully of Crowley, but assured herself it was nothing like what he had going on with his silly angel. This was business. And it certainly didn't mean her loyalty to Satan was any less. No, she was just looking out for herself and for Hell like she always had.
With that in mind, she held off on texting Gabriel for several days. She didn't want to seem desperate.
During the days Gabriel wasn't occupied with work or with other angel's dilema's he was down on Earth, pafrolig around or just enjoying the serenity. He wasn't sure if he was looking for Beezlebub or for and escape from his celestial life but either way, he was glad for the distraction earth brought
When Beelzebub finally did contact him, it was with solid news. She'd finally managed to averhear one of the whispered conversations between her underlings, and had hardly waited a second before contacting Gabriel
We need to talk, right now. Where's the most discreet place you know? This was too urgent to mess about with her normal insults. She needed him, now.
(awww she needs him!!!!)
Gabriel gldnced down at his phone on his desk, having returned back to heaven after a lovely little stroll through a park in Kansas. He saw how short the message was, thinking it odd at his straight to the point and lacking in insults it seemed. He sighed softly and texted back
"National park Conservatoon trail 56. Lagos texas." He snapped his fingers and waited for Beezlebub at the location texted
(Yesss, I'm so glad you noticed that little detail xDD
And BTW, I LOVE how you're doing Gabe, he's so much fun to rp will :D)
She was there almost as soon as he was. She had teleported as soon as she'd gotten the text, not even bothering to pause ad ensure she was fit to go out. Doubtless she looked even more unkempt than usual, her hair everywhere and her suit jacket unbuttoned, sah nowhere in sight. But currently she couldn't care less.
"Are you sure no one will overhear us here?" she hissed, stalking right up to him. "It is imperative no one knows we're meeting."
(yuuuuuiisssssddssssss and thank you! You're doing amazing with Bee!!!)
Gabriel jumped in surprise at Beezlebub's sudden appearance and then immediate statements "wh-what? No, no one can track us here, it's strictly angel and demon proof. Someone found a loophole a while back and made a trail in this area. No entity can be traced here." He looked her over, concern flashing in his icy blue eyes "Bee what's going on?" He asked, wondering if his concern was for her or for what she had to tell him so urgently "calmly telle what's going on."
(asdfghjkl and now he's worried about herrrr yess xDD and thank-you!! : D I'm so glad we're both having fun xD)
"I told you not to call me that," she snapped, but didn't give him time to reply, starting to pace frustrated circles around the angel, raking her fingers through her hair distractedly. "They're planning something. They're working together, and I don't know what yet, or why, but it's very important, and we are in danger." She had to pause for breath here, stopping her pacing and staring around as if looking for eavesdroppers. Then she was off again, grumbling and muttering to herself as if she'd forgotten Gabriel was there at all.
(XDXD)
"Do you know who?" He asked, trying to maintain composure "Maybe we can find them and dispose of them before the rumors get out?" He ran a hand through his hair and sighed "there has to be something…."
Beelzebub didn't respond for a second, too preoccupied by staring at the trees, then she snapped back to focus, whirling to face him.
"We can't do that," she snarled, "because they are to high ranking. Dagon's been talking to Michael. To the Satan-cursed Archangel Stupid Feather-faced warty-haloed Michael. That means both sides are colluding, behind our backs, unless you knew about this."
She drew back, suddenly suspicious.
"Which you'd better not, because if this is a trap, Gabriel, I won't hesitate to make an example of you," she warned, her aura building dangerously around her.
His own aura grew, a faint shadow of his stark white wings rising behind him in wisps "Insult my kind all you want, hell, insult me all you want but never ever insult where my loyalties lie. I know what I'm doing demon even if it seems ludicrous to somI'm not one to keep my e. My brother has made mistakes as we all have but he knew what he was doing. If I wanted you gone, don't you think I would have disposed of you already?" He shrugged, his wings disappearing completely. "But if you don't want my help, fine. I'm sure I could torture some other demon into compliance."
"How angelic," she sneered, but her rage and suspicion were subsiding. "I still think you're being far too trusting of your own kind."
She miricalled a bench, not unlike the one they had shared previously, and sat down, folding her arms.
"Sit," she said. "Let's see if I can't change you mind about a couple things. I'll tell you exactly what I overheard, and then see if you're so ready to leave."