OPEN Valentine's Day Plot

[thebiddingbaron]

WHO | Everyone
WHAT | Baron sends Valentine's Day gifts to Tribute Tower.
WHEN | Valentine's Day!
WHERE | Tribute Tower
WARNINGS / NOTES | Warnings for drug use and all of the things that go with that. Possibly also sexual themes. The OOC post for this is here.




On the morning of February 14th when the Tributes come down for breakfast they're greeted by an impressive holiday themed spread. Pink and red baked goods, chocolates shaped like hearts, beautiful red and pink flowers, adorable stuffed animals all line the table.

On the table is also a sign in cursive that reads:

To our beloved Tributes, Victors, Mentors, Escorts and Stylists. Enjoy your holiday. -- Bartlett Industries

Most of the sweets are completely harmless, but if the Tributes taste the chocolate covered cherries or caramels they find themselves suddenly acting very strangely...

Comments

[casa_gabriel]

Gabriel wasn't exactly paying attention to anything about the arena. He was trying not to think about the fact that he was going to have to go back into it.

"Have you been here long?" He gave her an exaggerated puppy dog look. "I'm new and I might need a cute tour guide."

How could she resist him? He was downright adorable, in his own humble opinion.

[cherrypie]

"Oh really? Well...I haven't been here long, but I'd love to show you what I know." She dropped her voice, suggestively.

This was gonna be good.

[casa_gabriel]

Gabriel was also thinking that this was going to be good. He really liked the direction this conversation was taking.

"I would love for a beautiful lady to... show me the ropes." He grinned and leaned into her personal space just a little more. "What floor do they have you on?"

[cherrypie]

"11. All the way at the top. You?"

She gave him a flirty, vapid grin.

Wondering how much trouble she would get in if she just ganked him right here, outside of the arena.

[casa_gabriel]

"Fifth floor. I bet the view is great from yours, though."

And he would really love to see it, although he was sure that there were nicer things to look at in her bedroom.

All I can think of is Dean stuffing his face chipmunk with Gabriel's chocolate.s

[cherrypie]

"Oh it does have some really great....views." She picked up one more piece of chocolate, meeting him eye to eye, and slowly, sensually biting into it.

She was going to puke.

Dean/food OTP

[casa_gabriel]

His mouth fell open a little. It was somewhat cartoonish, yet still ruggedly handsome, if you asked him.

"You'll really have to show me then." Finally a woman who appreciates the fine things in life; chocolate and Gabriel.

it's true.

[cherrypie]

"Come on then."

She starts towards the elevator. Is there a camera in there? She doesn't know that she gives a shit right now, actually.

[casa_gabriel]

Gabriel follows. If he had his powers, he'd probably float like Pepe Le Pew, nose-first. Really, who is he to refuse a gorgeous, interested woman? He'd have to be crazy!

this is my provocative face

[cherrypie]

She rushed ahead to the elevator, glad it opened at her touch, and slipped in, letting herself lean provocatively against the back wall and crook a finger at him.

Oh this was gonna be so good.

this is my provocative mustache

[casa_gabriel]

Hello, Nurse.

He stepped into the elevator and the door closed behind him. Without the chocolates, he might have questioned why she was laying it on so thick, because that was usually his thing, but as it stood, this all just seemed like a really wonderful idea to him.

It doesn't mean anything, it's suppose to be provocative!

[cherrypie]

Ok, that was good.

As soon as the elevator had lifted it's self up enough she hit the button to stop it, and reached out to push him against the wall.

[casa_gabriel]

Oh, one one those? Well, alright, this was shaping up to be even more fun than he'd expected.

He smiled as his back hit the wall, hands starting to reach for her hips.

[cherrypie]

Her forearm shoved against his throat.

"I dunno how you forgot me. I don't know if you haven't meet me yet. But I know who you are, asshole."

Surprise!

[casa_gabriel]

His eyes went wide. "I think you might have me confused with someone else." His voice was harsh from the pressure on his throat.

"I died before I woke up here and I sure as heck don't know you." He would have remembered her face.

[cherrypie]

Died? Well, apparently someone succeeded where they couldn't.

"So you're not the son of a bitch who goes around calling himself a Trickster?"

From her tone of voice...she wasn't going to believe him even if he said he wasn't.

[casa_gabriel]

"Lady, my name is Gabriel. Honest. Honest Gabe, even." Like he owed some random crazed lady the truth. In a place like this, he could spin any number of lies about shared faces or alternate realities and it seemed like that second one might not be far off, because he has no clue who the hell she even is.

"I have never seen you in my life and I remember all of it, so you've got the wrong boyscout. What did my oh-so-handsome doppelganger do to you, anyway?"

[cherrypie]

"Oh, just killed me about a million times."

That might be some hyperbole, but she was pissed. Even if she, technically, didn't remember going through it.

It was the principal of the thing.

[casa_gabriel]

No. No way. She couldn't be. It was too crazy. He gave her the most incredulous look possible.

"Dean?" Before his sense of self-preservation could kick in and tell him to keep playing dumb, he'd already blurted it out. Aw, shit.

[cherrypie]

Dean?

Her eyebrows knit together.

"You can't even get my damn name right? Seriously?"

[casa_gabriel]

"Nooooo." This was so weird. Dean was a seriously attractive lady and Gabriel was having a hard time catching up with that fact. "You're not Dean. Dean is Dean." Couldn't she keep up? He was the one not getting enough oxygen here.

"Dean's an ugly mook. You're... lady-Dean. Less ugly and presumably less mook-like. You've gone all... Shikandin." He waved his arms at her. "Okay, honest truth? I'm Loki, but I'm not your Loki." Well, that was about as honest as he ever got.

[cherrypie]

What?

No. What.

"What the hell are you talking about?"

She had let up on the pressure against him, now just entirely confused. Who the hell was Dean? The guy she'd meet at the Hot Springs?

[casa_gabriel]

Jeez, this would really be easier if she knew who he actually was.

He let out a long sigh. "I'm Loki, as in Loki, the Norse trickster. What you're describing? I did to a guy named Dean, so, see? You've got the wrong trickster, Sugarlips. Also Dean and I kind of get along now. Well, actually, I'd say he owes me one, because I did sort of just die to save his bacon."

He grinned. "So either you owe me one or I'm not your trickster."

[cherrypie]

"Dean...what?"

This wasn't sitting well. Because really, how often did this guy pull this shit?

Maybe that wasn't something she wanted to know.

[casa_gabriel]

Nope, still pretty mook-like, apparently.

He groaned. "Lady-Dean, listen up. I'm a trickster, but I'm not your trickster, just an equally handsome and sexually alluring one. I didn't kill you; you weren't killed by me. Capiche?"