twentysomething

They spend the first century or two ignoring each other- or, well, Kali ignoring him with a prejudice and him decidedly not trying to impress her by sending her lavish gifts. That would be ridiculous. The Loki gig is undeniably sweet- especially after all the yelling and screaming and you know... rebellion. That being said, it takes more than a little getting used to. Odin is bitching about who knows what and Gabriel heads out to India because he's tired of listening. Totally because he's just tired of listening.

Kali is inspiring a cult to some crazy shit and abstractly, Gabriel is pretty impressed. Concretely, this is a terrible idea.

"That's gonna come back to bite you, I'm just saying," he says.

"Go away, Loki," she snaps.

"I'm just saying, the heart ripping out is pretty cool, but really?" he asks. "Just- messy. And not in the fun way. Because if you wanted to get messy in the fun way, I have a sweet tooth and-"

He thinks slapping him with her flame hand is a little unnecessary.

He skips a bit ahead in time to get Giselle Bundchen to put aloe on his cheek.

"Thanks, Bunny," he grumps. She pats him on the knee.

"At least she slapped you in the face," Giselle says.

Gabriel is abruptly thankful.


(It's not terribly Gabriel/Kali? Sorry :\ )