#cxitium

                          You always leave me wanting more                                   I can't shake my hunger for                 Strawberries and cigarettes always taste like you

This could not be happening. One minute he was in hell, doing some good ol’ torturing of souls to release some tension, the next one a cloud of smoke and grace wrapped up around him and he was now on earth. More specifically a human school.

He waits until the cloud vanishes, hands waving away some of it, dark wings stretching out behind his back and looking around. As the dust fades, he manages to hear footsteps scathering away, some yelling and what seemed to be shoving of furniture. Once the sight was clear, he finds a young kid lying on the ground where he looks like he just fell on his ass.

The sound of glass crunching beneath the heels of expensive shoes is not the first indication to the Archangel that something untoward had happened. No. That was easily enough guessed by the stench of demon in the air....and sight of the decimated booths, table and chairs around Lux’s main area.  Gabriel briefly standing amidst the destruction to take it in before heading toward the bar area that was - thankfully - still standing.

Good. At least he wouldn’t have to explain that to Lucifer. He was almost certain a reasonable chunk of those bottles behind it contained alcohols, tonics and beverages that were near impossible to replace. Or at least....impossible to replace without trips of the unsavoury sort.

Not heading to the penthouse elevator, the Archangel let the suit jacket slide from his shoulders. The garment draped over a clean spot on the bartop. Gabriel adjusting the cuffs of pristine sleeves.

“hey, HEY!!”

a penny for your dirty thoughts | accepting

“you’d have to fill out the proper paperwork before i could even consider agreeing. heaven policy.”

“unfortunately, even if i would have considered it before you have ruined the chance in your interactions with both michaels and my counterpart.”

“my place or lucifer’s?”