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Gabriel, aka The Trickster ([personal profile] uberboned) wrote in [community profile] sirenspull_logs2012-04-12 09:53 pm

I'm lucky to be in love with my best friend. Lucky to have been where I have been.

Who: Gabriel and Jinx
When: Friday the 13th.
Where: A fancy restaurant- specifically the same fancy restaurant they had their first date at.
Summary: It's Jinx's lucky day and Gabriel has a surprise for her.
Warnings: None for the start of this. BUT I CANNOT PROMISE IT WON'T GET RACY. Will update.


Never let it be said that Gabriel didn't have a good memory. The last time he recalled a Friday the Thirteenth, he and Jinx had both been powerless thanks to a Core hiccup and absolutely nothing about that had really been lucky, but he learned enough from that to know what the day meant to Jinx and how important it was supposed to be. It was like Christmas for a sorceress of bad luck, culminating in the only day where things are guaranteed to go right. In that particular instance, things had been less than stellar and Daddy knew there hadn't been much cause for real celebration since... Well, since.

And this was bound to happen. Gabriel had put it off and put it off for various reasons- it wasn't the right time, she might misinterpret his intentions, she might say no... Everything he could think of, but right now he couldn't think of a single reason. Now was good. Now was perfect, really. Jinx would be riding a high from her luck all day, so of course she'd be thrilled by a nice, romantic dinner to end it all with.

And if he suggested the restaurant they had their first date in? Well. That's purely nostalgia, right? Plus they make a mean creme brulee.


The true miracle of Jinx's luck was that the waiters didn't recognize Gabriel and Jinx on sight. It may have been a year since the last time they stopped in on that fateful Valentine's Day, but you don't forget two people who skip out on a bill that size and annoyed a waiter to near tears. Obviously the staff had changed since then and Gabriel prided himself in the belief it was all his doing.

As soon as they were settled and had ordered, Gabriel began dipping the complimentary rolls in strawberry jam, smirking to himself. "I think they remodeled in here," he said casually, glancing around. "That's definitely a new piano."

Some people babbled when they were nervous- Gabriel did so because he was a showman, vamping until the main act was ready to go on. If it meant making small talk about pianos and new chandeliers and that bar that wasn't there a year ago... So be it. 
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[personal profile] unluckyinlove 2012-04-13 05:50 am (UTC)(link)
It might not have been Jinx's luck. The last time they were here, they were a couple of dumb kids on a first date. He had no manners, she got tipsy off a single glass of wine, and there was a huge denial of mutual attraction going on. While he still lacked manners, she wasn't touching alcohol and they were so in love there should have been a daytime movie about it.

Sentimental as always, she had on the same diamond necklace she wore on their first date here. Which happened to be the same one she wore the first time they met. There was no way she could pull off the same dress, though. Her body had filled out in multiple way that she just couldn't seem to shake. A larger chest, much wider hips, thicker thighs. The sorceress was dressed much more elegant for the evening. Her long, black gown was strapless and held up with a lot of wishes. Her shawl was draped over the back of her chair, leaving the swan tattoo on her bicep uncovered. The lazy curls in her hair bounced around her face as she looked over the refurbished restaurant. Everything in Siren's Port was always changing.

Today had been incredible. The smile had rarely left her face. While everyone else was avoiding the cracks in the sidewalk, she was lucky. Friday the 13th was her special day. She had spent most of it getting approved for bank loans, finding all the perfect sales, picking money up off the ground, and just having an all around good time. When Gabriel decided to invite her out for dinner, it was just another fun thing. Maybe they could convince the place it was her birthday and demand they sing at her.

She took a sip of her water, leaving an imprint of her violet lipstick on the brim. Her catlike eyes glanced to the piano and she grinned, crinkling her nose. "It would be a shame if that chandelier came loose and fell on it."
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[personal profile] unluckyinlove 2012-04-13 10:17 pm (UTC)(link)
The sorceress had her fingers primed and ready for mischief and there was a grin on her face like the world was her oyster. Then Gabriel pulled back. Sure, the pianist was playing something nice, but wrecking this restaurant was the nostalgia. Right? The archangel didn't even order everything on the menu this time. With Jinx swearing off alcohol and him being conservative, their bill would probably be under a hundred. This was unacceptable. Where was the catch? He didn't even hit on the damn hostess this time!

Putting down her hand, she gave him a very uneasy look. She recrossed her legs beneath the table and fought the urge to peak under there for a confetti cannon. Chewing on her bottom lip--a nervous tick which Gabriel was probably far too used to by now--she looked him up and down.

"Okay. I'm calling body-snatchers. Who are you, where is my boyfriend, and how stupid are you to think I wouldn't notice the switch? Because I have never heard the words 'mature and responsible' leave that mouth before in my life."
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[personal profile] unluckyinlove 2012-04-13 10:47 pm (UTC)(link)
And she was getting very paranoid. Her claws rapped nervously against the table and she kept shifting herself around in her chair. Crossing and uncrossing her legs, smoothing out her dress, tugging at it so it wouldn't fall off her breasts and flash the world. Yes, Gabriel could be a nice guy sometimes, but that wasn't the reason she was with him. They started out their relationship having fun, and despite the very rough patch they went through, she still expected fun out of him. The moment he talked about knocking out the guy on the horn, she vigorously nodded her head.

"You knock him out, turn this place into a jazz club, I'll dance on the piano, and we'll make the front page tomorrow! That's your plan, right?" Her eyes grew a little desperate. "Right?"
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[personal profile] unluckyinlove 2012-04-13 11:21 pm (UTC)(link)
Her shoulder dropped when he denied her that bit of reassurance. Looking more confused that when Bernadette had one of Jinx's shoes in her mouth and was getting screamed at, the sorceress stared at the man across from her. Then he asked her if she could waltz. She looked as though she might flip the damn table.

"Can I waltz? Can I waltz?" She looked offended. "Do you think Sander Cohen would have ever let me set foot on his stage without knowing how to waltz? I've been waltzing since I could walk, 'briel! Hell, you and I have waltzed together. You would know that if you weren't a body-snatcher!"

People were beginning to stare. As she ranted, she waved her arms around. She was at her wits end.
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[personal profile] unluckyinlove 2012-04-13 11:51 pm (UTC)(link)
There was no past, there was no future, and Jinx could barely comprehend the present. Her arms fell when he pulled out the little black box and her eyes grew wide. The moment it was opened, her jaw dropped and she covered her mouth with both hands. She could think of nothing clever to say. She was frozen to her seat. Her big, hopeful, terrified eyes went from the most beautiful piece of jewelry she had ever seen to the person she was going to spend the rest of her life with...

And they started to tear up.
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[personal profile] unluckyinlove 2012-04-14 12:16 am (UTC)(link)
They were in public? Because Jinx honestly couldn't wrap her mind around there being other people in the world right now. She was deaf to everything but the sound of Gabriel's voice, and even that was taking awhile to catch up to the movement of his lips. The touch to her hand was a reminder that she should be doing something. Saying something. It wasn't until he said her real name that she even made a noise.

The sorceress choked out a chuckle and took her left hand away from her mouth. Keeping the other one clamped firmly down, she nodded her head. A smile broke through the iron grip and she managed a shaky, tearful, but very definite, "Yes." She held her left hand out to him, smiling brightly beneath her palm while tears recalculated their routes from her cheeks to her fingers.

"Yes," she told him again. "A million times: yes."