Managing Mischief (closed, Kurama, Gabriel)

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There had been much going on, it seemed while Kurama had been away. However long he had spent in the Makai (time didn't exactly work in a coherent way there) had been long enough for him to get actually sick of the presence of other demons.


So, when he smelled the unmistakable odor of another angel at the school, he thought it only right to investigate. After all, Castiel wasn't too terrible to be around, and you never knew with angels; this one might actually be interested in botany.

He... well, he wasn't surprised to find the new angel slumming it with a couple of summoned prostitutes in the kitchens. More like, amused, with a dash of respect. An angel that knew how to have fun was an angel he knew he could get along with.

"You're making yourself quite at home," he said, leaning against a counter, grinning. The angel had the same otherworldly tang as Castiel, which seemed distinct. "Another member of the ever-expanding House of Winchester, I presume?"