Trickster, Angel, and all around troublemaker ((Application, Gabriel, SPN canon))

[low-key-angel.livejournal.com]

Voices were heard in the Sorting Room well in advance of their arrival.
“.. c’mon. I’m alive again, we should celebrate. You, me, a bottle of tequila, white sandy beaches..”

The woman laughed lightly, “Sorry sweetie. I’m spoken for.”

Gabriel, renegade archangel and Trickster extraordinaire touched down in the Sorting Room. He looked marginally impressed. “Really? Now you’ve gotta spill. Who’s the guy that managed to sweep you off your feet?”

“Bye Gabriel. I’d say behave, but you and I both know better. See ya around.”

He examined his pocket, pulling out what looked suspiciously like a can of diet orange soda. Relieved that the illusion was still in place, Gabriel tucked it away again. With a snap of his fingers, he summoned up a candy bar before sauntering over to the table where the dictaquill hovered expectantly.



State your name.

“I’ve gone by so many names,” he said, casually amused by the floating feather. “Loki, Anansi, Coyote, they’re all equally good. Trickster if you want to cover all of your lore-oriented bases.”

When it began to write Gabriel, he snapped his fingers. The quill crossed out the name, but it was still visible. “Hang on. Witness protection, remember? Not that name.” He frowned. Something was out there countering his not-inconsiderable power. It was odd, but he’d let it go for the moment.

“Fine. Gabriel,” he relented with an aggrieved sigh. Better to let it pass than summon up enough power to alert the tattered remains of his very estranged family where he was.

1. What is your favorite cheese? Why is it your favorite?
“Cheese? You’re bringing me back from the dead to ask about cheese? Okay, I’ll play along. Those little fried cheese sticks. Dipped in maple syrup. Oh, or chocolate. I’ve gotta hand it to those mortals, show them a deep fryer and they’ll drop damn near anything in it.” He had a notoriously sweet tooth and anything that involved copious amounts of sugar he’d get behind.

2. Who would you kill first, Barney or Carrottop?
“Kill them? Okay, granted they should both be taken out, but you should at least take the time to make it a really imaginative death. Have fun with it. Hot air balloon falling from the sky, smooshing them into paste? Send them scuba diving during shark week and stick a steak in their pants?”

3. What time is it where you are?
Gabriel made an exaggerated show of checking his very blank wrist. “Last I looked it was counting down to the Apocalypse. Since we’re still standing and I’m reading this charming little questionnaire, I’m assuming someone hit the snooze bar on the whole brotherly throw down?”

4. If you were Albus Dumbledore returned from the dead, which member of the Order of the Phoenix would you sexually harass? How would you harass them? If you are Albus Dumbledore, please answer as if you were Sirius Black.

He gave the application an affronted look. “Harass? Look, if you have to harass them, you’re obviously not doing it right. Now granted, having been recently returned from the dead, I wouldn’t mind some soft female company,” an immediately another blonde manifests and curls herself around his arm. “I can appreciate the need for a little companionship.” He winked. “But get your own.”

5. If you are pushing to be in:
A. Slytherin - please state the clever, witty name of the bar in which you bartend, in the dark.

“The Mystery Spot.” Now that had been a good time. Okay, it took nearly a year before the message got through Sam Winchester’s impossibly thick skull, but it had been an entertaining challenge finding new ways to kill Dean every day. He was particularly proud of the one that involved the marching band and the duck..

B. Gryffindor – Debate whether Harry should ultimately end up married to Fred or George. Use examples from a variety of world mythologies to bolster your argument.
“Married? Oh hell no. Getting that attached to anyone is an incredibly bad idea. Keep it simple and look out for your own keister. But to play along, I’ll say, the one on the left?”

C. Ravenclaw – You guys are supposed to be smart. Explain why my desk is inundated with paperwork at all times, even though I’m constantly disposing of it.
Gabriel smirked, “Probably because you aren’t employing the right help?” With one snap, a curvaceous blonde in a skimpy secretarial outfit appeared on his arm. “Or just bypass the paperwork entirely and set your desk on fire?”

D. Hufflepuff – Prove you are not useless.
His smirk widened into a larger, even more confident grin. “I’ve been kicking around Creation since Dad snapped his fingers and brought the whole mess to light. Since I took a, ah, leave of absence from home, I started roaming this little blue ball as one of a hundred different Tricksters. Had a lot of laughs and a lot of fun.”

From out of his pocket, he produced that same orange soda can and smirked. Only now it was a gleaming silver sword. “Oh yeah, I’m also an archangel. Not exactly useless.”

6. Offer a bribe to the members of this community so that they will not squib you. Items used in bribery do not necessarily have to belong to the person offering the bribe. Do not threaten us rather than offering a bribe. A threat indicates you either don't really want to be here, or don't have enough sense to answer the question properly. The hat will automatically squib you, regardless of other votes, if you do.

He grinned easily. “I’m sure we can come to some sort of arrangement. So long as you don’t let the family know where I am, we’re good.” It didn’t help that he could already sense at least one or two of his celestial brethren kicking around the castle. Hopefully he could maintain a safe enough distance and not get dragged into the fight again. Once was enough.
“ And like I said before, I’ve been around awhile. So let’s talk.”

*OOC*~
I have read the [info]hogwarts_hocus faq, and understand it is a crazy, cracktastic sorting community and RPG. -Loki
I have read the [info]hogwarts_hocus rules and agree to abide by each and every one of them. -Trickster
I agree to be a good sport and not get my knickers in a bunch. -Coyote
One day, marmalade will rule the world. -Anansi

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[lovereallybites.livejournal.com]

There was another smile at the Southern Belle comment, " Don't know that I am much a Belle but..." she shrugged a bit.

She moved over sitting on the edge of the couch. " Honestly, none of us are really sure how we got here. But this is Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Though so far it's less a school and more a place where people seem to get second chances." she looked to him with a smile. " So someone out there wanted you around, they just decided to stick you here with the rest of us."

[low-key-angel.livejournal.com]

And up go the eyebrows. Someone wanted him around. That was either a good thing, or it was about to get awfully dicey for him.

"Given the family I'm feeling around here, I'm willing to bet someone wants me here. But it isn't for a happy reunion," he muttered.

"Wait. I got summoned here by a mere witch?" There was more than a little indignation in his voice.

[lovereallybites.livejournal.com]

" I wouldn't worry too much. You can't die here and if there is trouble I know of some brave guys who I am sure would be happy to give a hand." she said reassuringly towards Gabriel.

She shrugged. " A hat I think." she said lofting an eye brow.

[low-key-angel.livejournal.com]

He slung an arm around her shoulders, "Already died once. Didn't care for it the first time."

With a snap, he summoned up a mariachi band, playing softly in the background. Then what Sookie said really sank in and he turned and really looked at her.

"A hat. I was brought here by a hat?"

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" Being dead is kind of a drag." she said not minding the contact as long as he wasn't getting too handsy.

The Mariachi band was just sinking in as he looked at her like he did. " Why is that so strange to you? You just conjured a mariachi band out of thin air." she said with an eye brow lofted.

[low-key-angel.livejournal.com]

"So you've been there too, huh? Sucks doesn't it."

The dying wasn't so bad. It was how it all went down that he hated. Taking on his brother in defense of his Father's favorites at the last minute. He didn't want to fight, that was why he left in the first place.

"Right, but darlin', I'm supposed to conjure things like that. Never heard of a hat doing much aside from sitting on a head."

[lovereallybites.livejournal.com]

"Not exactly there, but close enough to know it sucks." she said looking to him.

" This one talks, and floats and eats. I know I seen it eat cookies when I got here." she said holding up a finger. " And decides which house you go to." she smiled " I'm Hufflepuff. It's not a Fish with a bad attitude."

[low-key-angel.livejournal.com]

Gabriel sketched a shrug, "Yeah the dying part wasn't any fun. But the knockout that comes to pick you up? I tell you, that's enough to make a man want to die all over again."

He laid a hand on the small box she had brought. "Then it'd better get it's own. I intend to eat all of these." And he stuffed another one in his face.

[lovereallybites.livejournal.com]

" You mean Death, she is a nice lady, I am quite fond of her." Sookie said with a bit of a smile.

" Cookies were my bribe. I don't think it will really want to steal your cookies. I am sure you could give it a much better item or thing."

[low-key-angel.livejournal.com]

"Oh so you know her? I tell you, I don't know where you mortals get the idea of a grim reaper, she's something else."

He plucked another cookie, "So how did a lovely southern gal like yourself get to known the equally lovely Death? I wasn't aware she went around talking to mortals who weren't, yanno.. dead."

[lovereallybites.livejournal.com]

"Mmhumm" she said with a nod. " I was pretty surprised myself that she is nothing like what we are led to believe."

She shifted a bit " She's here at the school. We've been shopping together and hung out a few times. Our boyfriends are good friends." she said

[low-key-angel.livejournal.com]

"The prettiest ones are always spoken for," he said with an aggrieved, but mischievous smile. Gabriel reached out and shifted a lock of her hair off her shoulder. "So. I have to know who won over a lovely Southern Belle such as yourself."

He was deeply curious about who managed to win the heart of someone as immense and ancient as Death, but he could always poke around about that later.

[lovereallybites.livejournal.com]

She looked to him giving him that bit of a crooked smile. " You do have a silver tongue don't you." there was a wink from her. " His name is Sam." a first name would do in that case. At least til she could sense is Gabriel was a threat or not.

[low-key-angel.livejournal.com]

Gabriel rolled his eyes and with a snap, summoned up a pair of the biggest, girliest drinks imaginable, right down to the little paper umbrellas. "So long as it's not a big tall doofus with puppy dog eyes or that smartass brother of his."

Because that would just be his luck, and this was starting to feel like the kind of place that all but drew the Wonder Twins like a magnet.

[lovereallybites.livejournal.com]

Just maybe...he knew Dean and Sam, how many pairs of people could fit that description, hey wait a minute her face twisted up and she looked to him between the paper umbrella'd drink " Hey, Sam is not a doofus." she said, she'd give him the smartassedness in Dean's case.

[low-key-angel.livejournal.com]

Oh now that just fucking figured.

Gabriel gave an exasperated snort. "I knew it. I knew it was too good to be true." He knocked back his drink with an impressive amount of speed.

"So what are Rocky and Bullwinkle up to this time? Getting into more trouble? Pissing off more immortals? It's hard to keep track, those two fall ass-forwards into trouble more than any other mortals I've ever met."

[lovereallybites.livejournal.com]

" I'm just the normal girl friend." she said putting her hands up. She wasn't going to volunteer any information.

She leaned forth to take a sip of the drink. " Hmm Not bad."

[low-key-angel.livejournal.com]

"Of course it's not. Picked up that recipe the last time I was down in Cabo from a cute little blonde bartender. Now she.. was somethin," he said with a slightly wistful smile. That weekend ended with the downfall of two major governments.

Good times.

"Let me guess. It was the puppy dog eyes? That slightly befuddled look he always seems to have?"

[lovereallybites.livejournal.com]

There was a smile from her. "Never been to Cabo." she said taking another drink.

She looked towards the floor a gentle smile on her face." Sam, he's the kind of person that really cares. He'll believe in you when you can't believe in your self. He's been through the ringer but he doesn't let that hold him down. He's stronger because of it. And no matter how hard things are, knowing that he's on your side makes it seem less hard." she looked to Gabriel. " See I don't really know what happened between you and those two. But they are two of the most genuine people I've ever met."

[low-key-angel.livejournal.com]

"Well I'd take you, but I seem to be having some transporting difficulties at the moment." Which annoyed him. Greatly.

Oh Dad help him.

Gabriel couldn't stop the eyeroll. It was so saccharine he thought even his exceptional sugar tolerance was about to be tested.

"Genuine," he repeated. "Genuinely thick-headed, with an exceptional gift for falling face first into trouble that they're barely equipped to deal with. Honestly, how they've managed to stay kicking this long is beyond me."

It wasn't that he disliked the hunters, on the contrary, he did. He liked them. They were infuriating, reckless, and examples of what happened when Dad's creations got things right. When they tried.

[lovereallybites.livejournal.com]

" They come out of it. So they must be doing something right." she said with a little smile.

" It's probably this place. They say you're here til you get the boot back to where you came from."

[low-key-angel.livejournal.com]

Gabriel snorted and summoned up a fresh round of drinks. If he was going to be stuck in one room, he sure as hell wasn't going to do it stone sober.

"Either that or someone carved a little horseshoe onto their ribs." In addition to some other interesting symbols.

"Or my little brother keeps showing up in the nick of time to save their asses."

[lovereallybites.livejournal.com]

" Your brother?" she asked her head tilted.

" Though I wouldn't be shocked to hear they do have horse shoes. " she said with a little laugh.

[low-key-angel.livejournal.com]

"My geeky kid brother. Castiel normally shows up when they're so far in over their heads they can't even see which end is up. Which is most of the time," he muttered with a shake of his head.

"Horse shoes covered in silver with four leaf clovers inlaid over top of them. Really. How those two chowderheads got this far is really beyond me. I'd almost think that Dad liked them if it wasn't for how much they keep getting screwed over."

But enough talk about things he didn't want to consider. Gabriel reached for another cookie instead.

[lovereallybites.livejournal.com]

There was a little bit of a smile, Castiel. Imagining Cas as someone's kid brother was just almost too cute. She would definitely have to restrain her self from pinching his cheeks and awwing at him.

" Yin Yang. A balance. " she said with a little shrug.