It's alright, man. I'm only bleeding, man.

[uberboned]

Who: EVERYONE.
When: Halloween night, just before Sirens and probably long after.
Where: Purgatory (Sector Five)
Summary: Purgatory's holding a zombie-themed monster bash. This would be cool enough, except when your club owner is an angel with a dramatic streak, you get way more than you bargained for.
Warnings: SORRY FOR PARTY ROCKIN'. Zombie style.




When you walk into Purgatory, you might feel a little disoriented, even if you're a regular and used to the fact that the interior has been everything from an aquarium to a Wild West Saloon in the two years since Gabriel claimed it for his own. This time, however, you're not walking into a newly redesigned club- you're walking into an actual town.



A small town, granted, probably no bigger than a football field, but considering the building's not that big, that's something to be impressed by. There's graffiti everywhere on the walls and you have your choice of dilapidated buildings to walk into- one leads to the bar that looks like the inside of a roadhouse, another a lounge designed to look like a store in a mall, another leads to the bathrooms (grimy and disgusting), and the rest are full of shock horrors meant to scare you. Good luck finding where you want to go, because not a one of them is labeled.

In the middle of the abandoned town is a stage where the band plays and there's space enough to dance if you don't mind tiptoeing around the zombie corpses. The good news is that nothing smells rotten or disgusting, even if it's visually very real.



The wait staff are here to serve- just try not to shoot them. There's a strict no weapons policy at the door to keep people from ruining all the fun. Play nicely, children. Nothing can or will actually hurt you- it's just some good, old-fashioned Halloween fun.

Comments

[servingmichael]

Raphael had shown up, and if asked, is using the opportunity to look after Chuck. But as he looks around the building, he's also intending to check on Gabriel. He's not in costume, and very out of place in his fine, immaculate suit, drifting from place to place within the city, looking for his prophet and his brother, but he isn't unapproachable for those who can get passed his Raphaelness.

[uberboned]

Gabriel's Grace might be stretched thin right now, but he has no problems tracking down Raphael in his zombie get-up. He didn't plan on staying long and leaving his copies to handle the festivities while he went and celebrated Jinx's birthday with her, but the idea that he might have just caught Raphael actually trying to do something fun delighted him.

"Well, look who made it."

[servingmichael]

Gabriel was going to be disappointed then, which isn't to say he couldn't be talked into something or another. "Did you think I wouldn't?" He glanced around. "You are doing a substantial amount of work here." He was a little impressed, actually, along with a little worried.

[uberboned]

"Yeah, for a minute there? I kinda did. Unless you're here here to judge- that much wouldn't surprise me." He waved a hand dismissively and scoffed. "This is a Tuesday for me."

Private joke, Raphael. You wouldn't understand.

[servingmichael]

"Perhaps I'm here to critique your work on anatomy?" Not really but looking at Gabriel, he reaches over to adjust a hanging flap of skin, thinning it out so that it doesn't just have the color of decaying flesh, but the weight and texture as well.

"What else have you done here?" He knows Gabriel likes to show off.

[uberboned]

A bemused pout looks odd on decaying flesh, but Gabriel manages to pull it off somehow. "I'm getting enough sniffing around from the health department." He paused. "And those eyeballs in the drinks are just gummy candy, hand to Zombie Jesus."

It's not his fault they ooze pretty realistically and syrup looks like viscera when you're already freaked.

He spread his arms wide. "Take a look. Full scale model of a town and all the little buildings have got surprises in 'em. Nothin' too radical for my club, bro."

[servingmichael]

Never let it be said Gabriel isn't one of the more expressive angels. "I'm sure they are such a problem for you, Gabriel." Really, and if they were. Well, we couldn't have that.

"Show me. I wouldn't want to spoil surprises for your guests when you've worked so hard." It doesn't dawn on him, at all, that Gabriel might have other plans, or something more important to do.

[uberboned]

"Not really." And yet, Gabriel was more than willing to show Raphael around, if only for the bragging rights. He had time. World enough and it, to be honest. He clapped his brother on the back and marched him down the center of town. He opened the nearest door, revealing the bar and gave a little wave to the person tending it before moving down the street. "I know, right? I outdid myself."

To prove it, he opened the next door and didn't even flinch when a zombiefied dog tries to leap out the door and attack. Gabriel just slammed the door back in its face like it was nothing, causing the dog to hit the door with a useless thud. "See?"

[servingmichael]

Bragging that he got Raphael to loose up or bragging on what he'd conjured up from an empty warehouse?

Raphael tensed a little as Gabriel's hand hit his back, unused to being touched - not that, he supposed, he shouldn't have bee expecting it. It was nice, almost, to have a shadow of what they once had had. Gabriel eager to show off some trick or another, a constant bundle of motion beside Raphael, quiet and watching keenly. He glanced over at the bar, then back around.

"Impressive. Heard any screams yet?" Someone was going to end up wearing their food tonight. Or someone else's.

[uberboned]

The answer would always be both.

Gabriel laughed, now even more impressed with himself with Raphael's support. It did feel comfortably familiar and when Lucifer despised him and he and Michael were keeping a terse distance because of it, he hadn't been able to get this sort of comfortable BIG BROTHER LOOK WHAT I CAN DO reminder of the past.

It was nice.

"Only about one in every five minutes. Lifts the spirits right up." As if on cue, someone shrieked and Gabriel's smile widened. "Damn, I'm good."

[servingmichael]

It was nice. Gabriel might have driven him up the wall with his tricks when they were younger, but he'd missed his younger brother when he'd left. Missed the excitement he brought.

Raphael actually smiled in return, though it was no where near as wide. "You are. Show me more." He was actually interested in this now, concerns for Gabriel's Grace relieved, for now.