SITUATION POST: JULY 21, 2013 (APHRODISIA)

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[Today, a single rose has been placed at the feet of the statue of Aphrodite in accordance with the laws for celebrating Aphrodisia.

When you ate your breakfast this morning, you might have noticed it was delicious, even better than usual. Maybe the nymphs and harpies took extra care, or maybe there was a little Love Potion No. 9 in it.

Who knows?

OOC INFORMATION ABOUT THIS EVENT CAN BE FOUND HERE.]

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[angeliaforos]

Holy shit.

[Holy shit.

Did Eponine Thenardier, general snarky grump who he continues to hang out with, for some reason, just apologize to him?

What?

Gabriel looks at her incredulously, raising both eyebrows.]

What the hell did they put in the water today?!

[ospreyed]

What are you talking about? [She asks, moving closer to him again, her eyes trained up on him.]

I didn't have water this morning, I had coffee. Why? What's wrong, Gabe? [Her knives are rings again and decorating her fingers. Cocking her head to the side, she smiles, but this time, it's not as mischievous as it is... flirtatious.]

[angeliaforos]

[Is Eponine hitting on him?

For some reason, Gabriel doesn't find this weird at all, and that kind of confuses him, a little bit. Most of the time, when he teased or flirted with girls, it was kind of unreciprocated, and he knew well enough to back off. He's not used to it going the other way.]

You never apologize. For anything.

[ospreyed]

Maybe I'm turning over a new leaf. [She's close to him. Close enough that she could shift forward slightly and touch him.] I figure I could do with a few admirers. Maybe apologizing is the first way to get them.

[angeliaforos]

Yeah, that'd be a good start. Pruning the thorns always works.

[He snorts, crossing his arms in front of his chest.]

Why me, though? I already like you.

[ospreyed]

[Bad choice of words, Gabriel.

She puts her hand on top of one of his arms.] You already like me? Well, why didn't you tell me, Gabe? It only makes sense that Halfblood Hill's version of Team Rocket get together. [What is personal space? Eponine does not know.]

'Cause I like you, too.

[angeliaforos]

Whoa, okay, hang on.

[He holds up his hands in front of his chest in protest.]

You and I both know that's not what I meant, but okay. Also? I kind of resent being the James in this situation. If pressed, I'd much rather be Meowth.

[ospreyed]

[Her eyes flash dangerously and in an instant, there's a knife in her hand again, pointing towards his stomach.] what did you say? Say it again. I need to hear it again.

[She moves the knife away from him, and holds it to her own throat.] Tell me you don't like me. Go on. Do it.

[angeliaforos]

You need to hear what?

[Instinctively, he puts his hand to his own back pocket, looking for his little prism.]

Jesus Christ, Eponine, I don't think you need to-

[Shit. He doesn't know what it is, but all of a sudden, Eponine pointing the knife against his stomach is dangerously sexy.]

...has anybody ever told you you're hot as hell when you're mad?

[And then the knife goes to her throat, and he shakes his head, speaking calmly.]

Eponine, put the knife down.

[ospreyed]

Fuck you! You say you like me then you don't, now I'm 'sexy as hell'!? Make up your damn mind, Gabriel.

[he wants her to put the knife down, and she lowers it slightly.] Why? You obviously don't care if I die or not. So just say it again and let me die. Because I'd rather be dead then without you.

[angeliaforos]

I don't know what the hell's come over me, but - shit, Eponine. Wait a second.

[He can't help but put a hand on her shoulder, half trying to stop her, half coming onto her.]

It's Aphrodite. It's fucking Aphrodite, Eponine. Have you ever met her?

[ospreyed]

[She moves in closer, not dropping the knife.]

Who gives a damn if it is or isn't, Gabe? I love you and you're here trying to come up with some supernatural reason, some excuse, because you couldn't ever possibly love me. Because I'm your crazy little sister. Well, fuck you. Fuck you and everyone else who doesn't see me as me! [Eponine has never been emotionally stable, and this just makes it worse. Her eyes are bright, brimming with tears as she yells at him.]

[angeliaforos]

I'm not trying to come up with a reason, Eponine. Look at me. Think, use your reason. I know you have it.

[He scowls, looking his friend straight in the eyes.]

Before you said my name, you were perfectly content to throw knives at a tree and tell me to watch where I'm going. And then, like that? Instant snap. Then, when I say your name, I practically go weak at the knees. Remember last Aphrodisia, when she sent Eros down here to shoot at people with arrows - literal arrows - in hopes that it'd prepare us for the battle and stir up drama? This is another one of her plays, Eponine, for her amusement. And she's just trying to get us to play her roles, like little pawns.

[Which, all things considered, is something Eponine probably knows a lot about.]

[ospreyed]

[She grits her teeth and the knife is on her finger again. If only so she can argue.]

I'm no one's pawn! Don't you dare say that after everything I've been through. Just accept it! Accept it and tell me you hate me! Tell me you'd rather see me dead then have me love you! I opened up to you and you act just like everyone else! You're a fucking coward!

[She shoves him away angrily.]

[angeliaforos]

Eponine, I don't hate you, I never could. Stop putting words in my mouth, and listen to me.

[He scowls at her, crossing his arms.]

You think I like being a fucking pawn? There's a reason between Mike and Luke that I got the hell out of Dodge! Look past whatever spell she's put on us, Eponine. You've got that trickster willpower. Come on, I know you. You know the love goddess pulled some crap this morning - why the hell do you think everybody else's gone all bug-eyed?!

[ospreyed]

I don't fucking know! Because we're teenagers and stupid and desperately needing attention because one of our mommies or daddies or maybe even both didn't love us. [Duh.]

How the hell do I know what everyone else is doing? Since when do I pay attention to that?

God! I just-- [She pauses, and in an instant, she's closed the distance between them, leaning up and planting her lips against his. She pulls back.] I love you, okay?

[angeliaforos]

That's not everybody's situation, and you kn-

[He's trying to fight back, as usual, because he's always gotta have the last word, but then she silences him with her lips over his own.

And she pulls back, and he knows she doesn't mean it, he knows this is the love goddess's magic or curse or what have you working its way through him, but he can't help going in for another one.

Fucking Aphrodite.]

[ospreyed]

[Two teens with magic powers making out in the woods with a shit ton of knives. This was so something out of a YA novel.

Eponine throws her arms around Gabriel, pressing her body against his as she deepens the kiss.]

[angeliaforos]

[What the hell? Even if it's just Powered By Aphrodite, he might as well enjoy it while it lasts.

Gabriel makes a soft growling noise and tangles fingers in Eponine's hair as they kiss.]

[ospreyed]

[Gabriel, today you have made out with more people at camp than Eponine has. Congratulations. Or something.

She parts her lips slightly, standing on her tip-toes to try to get them closer together before she kinda figures fuck it and steers him backwards so he's up against a tree.]

[angeliaforos]

[It's something to be proud of, he thinks. He's a little bit of a show-off.

And then he's smashed against a tree, and okay, this is kind of awesome? His lips part as well, and he runs his tongue over her bottom lip.]

[ospreyed]

[Hell yeah it's awesome.

Eponine responds by dropping her lip slightly, letting him slide his tongue into her mouth while she sucks on his bottom lip. With any luck, it'll be bruised in no time.