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  1. .......And all was well in the cosmos. If Gabe could see the silly smile that emerged from her assent, he'd die of embarrassment. "It's a deal then." She said yes! ,, You were out of my league all the things I believed you were just the right kind yeah you were only just a dream ,, "Ahem." He cleared his throat, and suddenly wondered about the time. Yeah, from the phone's point of view, he ought to be getting home. "Well, this was a fun first day of school... and I appreciate you agreeing to go with me... so, so long?"
  2. "Both. Either. Or just to the dance as friends if you'd prefer." Gabe said, wincing at the thought that it was just the latter she wanted. "Never cared about popular, I'm not Glinda. And you've always been far prettier than anyone else, to me." ,, Red face, check. Awkward glances, check. Hands flapping? Yes, that tic was in force, check.
  3. Oh..... right. Gabe paused, as inside factions clamored and jostled to make their opinions heard. Honestly, at this point, Occam's Razor said that the simplest option was to solve the question and ask Devenne out for it. No, you dunderheaded buffoons, the other side said: if she says no, she'll catch on and that's that. And Gabe, you ain't got the head to spin this right. ,, And both metaphorical debate teams proceeded to throw their heads skyward and let out a big 'Euuuuurrrrgh' at the complete blockheadedness of the dissenters. ,, "Or.... it could be you." It slipped out, and the way Devenne raised her eyebrows in that excruciatingly cute way said she heard him again. Gabe put up a smile against the anticipatory watchers inside his brain. "You, going with me. Would you like to?"
  4. "It's just a joke," Gabe insisted. "In good humor." He grabbed his water bottle, unscrewed the top and drank. The cold but refreshing liquid helped at last when he had gone through some strange stuff today.... and he hadn't had water in a bit. "So." ,, Gabe quirked a eye. "What shall we talk about other than school, cliques and people thereof?"
  5. "I get it." Gabe was recuperating his wits now, he thought. "It's projection. Don't worry. Your cries for help have been answered. I'll help you if you slip too far into the fan club ranks." ,, Devenne stuck her tongue out at him and Gabe laughed. "Besides, I will be the Joker of explanations. If I have to know the reason, I'll want it to be multiple choice."
  6. Ok, did another piece of evidence have to present itself quite at this time, place and manner? And Gabe couldn't think straight. Devenne was giving him that look, and she smelled nice, too nice, and he could swear he could calculate the angle of the curves of her lips.... ,, "Well," Gabe muttered, sweat breaking out to find an explanation, "Maybe they heard us and decided to mess with us... because...." ,, Helplessly he coughed. Not enough time to think through his thoughts and answer properly. ,, "Pass?"
  7. Somehow, in that instinctive, anecdotal way, Devenne was providing more evidence to support Mr. Syracuse's claims. Because you'd think Eric and Corbin would have nothing in common. Much less Mercedes and Bridgette. At least Eric generally speaking was yes, a charitable, tolerant individual. ,, What would make them hold together. Shared commonalities? What pulls together people more than a common enemy? What greater source of unity than standing against the chtonic beasts of terror? ,, Where did that spring from? It seemed like a poetic thought if Gabe was playing around with a fantasy idea, but it was just there in his head. "Fellow warriors." He didn't realize he'd said it, when Devenne was quirking his lips at him, and they were just.... NO BAD BRAIN UNACCEPTABLE THIS. ,, "Huh?" ,, Gabe forced a chuckle and cleared his threat. "I dunno, just throwing it out. I mean, this is the World. Truth is stranger than fiction." Again, he missed something, how unconsciously the teen nerd had emphasized the capital without notice.
  8. Wait, why the heck would she find Ian attractive? Why would she be embarrassed to tell him? Would she think Gabe would be jealous? Did that mean she liked Gabe? ...Did this day throw all his thinking into serpentine tangled patterns? Devenne's own shift prompted a blank blink from Gabe. ,, Mr. Syracuse's mention of Eric and Corbin being additional demigods did not register as connected, nor that Gabe had any normal interest in brawling shenanigans. Nor, usually, did Devenne... ,, "I thought that wasn't your thing." He reddened a little at the way it sounded. "Caring about the jocks and loners getting into fights."
  9. Gabe smiled a little. "Well," he raised his own muffin, "a muffin toast... to Allison's good fortune." Then he nibbled at his own, trying to keep his eyes off the movement of Devenne's lips. "Nothing really special. The new guy Ian is a bit... off. But I'm sure he has his reasons." ,, If anything Mr. Syracuse had said was true about Ian's growing up, Gabe thought that perhaps he could forgive Ian his behavior a bit. ,, "So, just so we're clear." Gabe raised his eyebrows and bugged his eyes comically. "Mercedes actually thinks?"
  10. It wasn't a belief of coffee only as much as the association with coffee that Gabe held. Water or hot chocolate was his usual drink of choice there. In any case, he was weighed down with thoughts more than his overstuffed backpack - for yes he always had the binders for every class in there - after the meeting in the library. ,, In retrospect, it seemed too unbelievable - yet the mind-reading and flame.... were too real before his eyes. Gabe shook his head and continued marching on despite tired legs. If it turned out to be just not true, no harm had been done really, right? Right. ,, Gabe stepped through the door, it swinging shut behind him. It took a moment or two to pick out Devenne and the pair of sofas she had reserved for the two of them. Gabe made his way over and dropped his bag, slumping into the sofa exhaustedly. ,, "Sorry, Mr. Syracuse asked for some help and I said yes."
  11. Jeff was on the site earlier, I saw. I'll lean on the side of just is RL-fuck occupied.
  12. Well, this confirmed one of two things. Either they were sharing a mass hallucination, or indeed they were indeed clinched as demigods. And Nadya's observations on the nature of conniving and plotting awoke recollections of various tales from Bulfinch's Mythology. ,, "Hera tormenting Zeus' lovers and extra-marital offspring," He groaned as the pieces came together. "Apollo tricking Artemis into shooting Orion. Soap Opera Suprema, just with the Greek pantheon alone. So... it's possible that our parents might maneuver us against each other." ,, "It's possible." Mr. Syracuse allowed honestly. ,, Gabe let out a part sigh, part exhalation of breath thinly from his mouth. At this rate, he'd have to call Devenne to cancel their plans. "Can we get a time estimate on our... patrons arriving?"
  13. Considering a MacGyver type guy, cobbling together stuff that shouldn't really work, but does cause... magic.
  14. Ok, I am interested. And have no issue with Carver appropriating characters of mine or things they do that she likes... I'd be glad to see them get into a novel. ,, Thinking vanilla human, no magic, but skilled.
  15. Gabe blinked, wondering how this perception of him existed. "How did you come by that idea? One joke, one shared dismay at teachers - I don't listen to whatever the Rhodes legion thinks is gospel. And I'm not interested in you anyway - so put it to rest then." Great. Being told he might be - and now genuinely wondering if there was some fire beneath all that smoke - a demigod needed to save the world, and now partnered with three - or perhaps two now, fellow students he didn't understand, and vice versa. ,, The only thing he could do is sigh and let Mr. Syracuse answer Erika's question, which was worth asking. Why wait this whole time? Why bring this all to roost now? And Nadya's too, which could actually help maybe establish the validity of this whole talk.
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