thearena | You had a bad day

Who| Gabriel, Guy, and everyone else who wants to piss him off
What| Come one, come all! Poke an angry archangel with a stick!
Where| On various floors, namely the 3rd
When| 2/7
Warnings/Notes| He's going to be really really pissed off. And the rights to the cut text goes to

wronglychosen. I couldn't pass it up.

At least he was slowly figuring out what had been bugging him now and it was the same reason his face was in constant agony. It had to be that stupid mask. This was just another way for the Capitol to get it's socks off.

And, God in Heaven, he hated them. This whole experience was at the very least giving him a taste of what Lucifer had felt, though he was pretty sure that his brother would absolutely love this place just as much as he loved killing his siblings.

He... really wanted to kill something.

Gabriel took deep breaths as often as he could to calm himself down, but flexing his hand for the want of someone's throat wasn't helping. Nothing seemed to be helping. Anyone he spoke to just made him want to stab something in about five seconds, but he was trying. He was really trying. That much couldn't be said for the rest of the angels. He was trying. But after all of the effort and all of the caring, none of it mattered and-

He just really wanted to kill something... Gabriel stopped walking to try calming himself again. This whole anger and spite thing was very unbecoming of him.

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The third floor was starting to become familiar to Zelos, after a couple trips to the cafeteria before the food in it finally ran out. So he took the time now to explore the rest of it a bit, while trying to stay discreet. Considering the shape he was in at present, he wasn't sure if he could survive another encounter with a tribute out for his blood, but it sure as hell was frustrating.

If he could use magic, he could be healed by now or, hell, he wouldn't have even been injured this badly. But what came with the magic... that was just a whole bag of mixed feelings but it sure would've been handy right now.

After he caught a glimpse of what looked like a map with dots on it, Zelos made his way closer to one of the screens. He was standing in front of it, waiting to see if it would change back to the map, when he saw Gabriel. Or more importantly, what caught his attention was his face. It took him a few moments to actually place who he was, since he'd only met the guy once when they both first arrived.

"Damn, I didn't think it was possible for you to look worse," he ended up saying, his frustration with his own situation leaking through, mixing with his concern about who or what could make wounds as vicious as that.

Gabriel had been getting around a fair bit. Really, walking about was helping a little bit. Better than doing nothing, at least, but hunger wasn't helping his attitude.

When he first saw Zelos, he really didn't care. It was the same reaction he had with anyone else here. If they didn't attack, fine. If they did, he'd do them in.

... But really. If Gabriel had been closer to the other, Zelos would be pinned to the screen right now by his throat. Instead, the angel frowned. "Bite me," he growled, "or I'll give you the same make over."

Well, he'd expected the retort, but not for how vicious it was. Then again, he'd be pissed too if he got his face that messed up. He joked all the time about enemies aiming for his face, but it was definitely a nasty place to get wounded. He'd take his current dislocated arm over that any day.

"No thanks, unless you want to meet all my angry admirers," he said lightly before shifting the arm that was in a sling. "And here I thought I got unlucky. What happened to you?"

Admirers his ass.

"Don't put on those masks," he grumbled. "Or better yet, maybe you should hurry up and find one."

Masks?

"Are you talking about the ones in the exhibits?" Zelos asked, a doubtful look on his face.

"All of them." He motioned his hand. Really, they were all over. "They're overrated and suck."

"They're ugly as hell, but unless they grew teeth and started eating your face, I still maintain you're just trying to make excuses for your natural face," he replied, pushing the limit of obnoxiousness even for him. It'd been a long couple of weeks.

... Gabriel gave him a go to hell look. "It's usually angelic. Don't blame me that you think this is natural just because you see it in the mirror every day."

"Angelic?" Zelos blurted out, feeling his blood chill in his veins at the word. He forced himself not to tense up, because it'd look pretty dumb if he over-reacted at Gabriel just being his usually witty self. "Like angels in the heavens angels, or just good looking?"

"Both," he growled, trying to rub at his face a little bit. By far, the worst thing about being human, was the pain that came along with it. It wasn't helping his mood either.

That gave Zelos a momentary pause to have a private freak out in his head, before he chuckled. Angel or not, they were all powerless in the Capitol and the Arena. What was there to be afraid of?

"You should be glad they brought you here then."

You had a bad day

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HOW.... should we get them onto the topic of angels

like this

a++ brilliant so smooth

i try

10/10 would transition again