separate the sorrow and collect up all the cream [closed]

[has_a_horn]

Gabriel is walking along near his apartment, when suddenly he winces and whips his head around angrily as if someone had just shouted in his ear. "What!?" After the realization that the TARDIS hadn't just materialized next to him and shouted for him to bring her candy, he realizes that what he'd heard was her praying to him. This is so not good. He pulls out his phone, sends off a quick text, sighs, and then sends few more for good measure.

When she responds, the "Fuck!" he lets out is loud enough to convince the person walking behind him to continue his journey on the other side of the street. Her knowing how to pray to him isn't exactly a turn of events that he'd wanted or been prepared for. Especially since she's so loud about it.

He stops walking entirely and stares down at the screen of his phone, sends off a couple more texts, then slips it back into his pocket. He sighs again, runs a hand through his hair to push it back, then disappears. When he reappears, it's outside the TARDIS. He has brought candy, but he's going to make sure she knows he's disgruntled about it before handing it over.

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[has_a_horn]

He takes the offered piece of candy and plops it into his mouth, chuckling at her. "You have. Completely. You are a ray of sunlight on a cloudy day, et cetera et cetera." He dips his head in to kiss her on the cheek and uses the opportunity to pick her pocket. When he pulls back, he's retrieved the gift card and flips it around to find the address of the place. It's a little further away than they probably want to walk.

"Shall we take the short-cut?" He grins, and waggles his eyebrows in her direction. "I can take passengers, y'know."

[theoldgirl]

He really could have put a little more effort into that compliment, she thinks with amusement, but before she can say as much she's distracted by his kiss, and then by his surprising offer of transportation. She hadn't considered that he can transport more than just himself before now, and it seems like a more interesting and efficient way of getting around the city than she's had to contend with so far.

"It's quite unusual for me to be the passenger, but very well," she replies as though she wasn't obviously curious and excited.

[has_a_horn]

"Very well," he mimics, then adds, "I hope you're ready." He spreads his wings and without announcing himself again, he flies them about a block away from the candy store. He doesn't let go of her arm as they land, ready to balance her if she needs it, and looks down at her with a smirk on his face.

A human would assume that he'd teleported them, but he's curious to know if she has a better understanding of his flight from what she can sense and what he'd shown her before of what flight feels like for him. This short of a hop is more of a pain than a pleasure for him, but it's the easiest way to get around here, and he does like the prospect of impressing her with something that is unusual to her.

[theoldgirl]

It is a bit disorienting, having to reconcile her body's physical experience of the transportation with feeling first hand the sensation of his flight that she only knew from his memory before, and she sways for just a moment when they land. But it's a rush, new and fascinating, lasting only long enough for her to wish she could experience a longer trip. He has more freedom of movement here than she does, though she suspects this short a flight only serves to remind him of his limitations, and quickly decides not to dwell on either of those thoughts.

Instead, she glances back at the shadow of his wings resettling themselves and locates their new position in the city, meeting his smirk with a deliberately considering expression. "More precise than I could have likely managed, though a bit bumpy." As though she's one to ever talk about bumpy rides. Softening into a sincere smile, she adds, "But lovely. Perhaps I will be able to return the favor some time." She really would love to take him somewhere, and not just around the block.

[has_a_horn]

"I'd like that." And really, that's an understatement. Likewise, he'd like to bring her along on a flight that doesn't stop a second after it starts. Taking short flights like these don't allow him to stretch out his wings, much less actually enjoy himself. He imagines that a short hop within the city would be much the same for her. He'd love to see what she's capable of when she's not so trapped.

Once he makes sure that she's steady, he pats her arm and steps away from her, excited to check out the candy shop because it's one of the few he hasn't been in. He takes a few steps then turns backs around to address her, smirk still firmly in place and his eyes crinkling around the edges, showing his amusement. "And please. I could have landed us inside, but that would have been a bit conspicuous, don't you think?"

[theoldgirl]

What, has he forgotten that he's talking to a blue police box about being conspicuous? She simply returns his smirk with one of her own and a raised eyebrow. "Not if you had a perception filter. You would be surprised at some of the places I have landed in unnoticed." Admittedly she's mostly just bragging now; she's certainly materialized in busy market places and the like, but a crowded store would be a stretch even for her.

Their destination isn't hard to miss, with windows and doors decorated all bright and colorful just like the gift card. She quickly catches up to him so they can inspect it together, rather curious to see what they'll have on offer.

[has_a_horn]

"I could have made us look like giant candy canes, but I'm afraid someone would go for a lick." He pauses and snorts out a laugh. "Next time, maybe."

He pulls open the door for her when they reach it, but a step into the store he's already distracted. It's a large store, and a stairway on one side promises more on the next level. He makes it halfway down one wall looking at the colorful bins before he remembers that they're here for the TARDIS' dietary enrichment. He sneaks a sour lemon drop out of one of the bins and raises his eyebrows at her. "You're spoiled for choice. I wonder what's upstairs."

Next to him, a woman leading her two kids through the store supplies 'that's the bar. Candy themed drinks, pizza and stuff too.' Gabriel nearly moans, and the woman moves on, not quite understanding his enthusiasm.

"There's a bar." He finds his way back to her side and directs his pleasure and happiness at her as he settles a hand at her lower back. "Please tell me you want to go. After we pick out the good stuff here." He grins at her, but by the time he finishes speaking, he's already looking around around wondering at just what the 'good stuff' here might be.

[theoldgirl]

The TARDIS doesn't really get a chance to feel neglected when he wanders off, since she is quickly just as distracted as him. After the chill and the relative dreariness outside, the intense colors of all the displays and the sweet smell in the air are almost overwhelming. She takes a moment to take it all in and then explores in the opposite direction, reading the labels on an entire shelf full of different chocolate bars.

She only looks up when she feels his attention return to her, and responds to his happiness with her own excitement. This is a human invention she'll happily admit to being impressed by. "I think we ought to try everything, including the bar," she replies, grinning back at him. They may be amplifying each other's enthusiasm just a bit. Taking her clue from him, she looks around as well, though many of the shelves are partially obscured by children. "Where should we start?"

[has_a_horn]

"Right here, I think." Well, there's chocolate. Why not? "And we'll need..." He scans the room before he ducks away to pick up a little basket and a few pink cellophane bags for dumping lose candy into. When he comes back, he hands over the basket, but keeps the bags for himself so that he can pick things out for her as they go along.

From the shelf of chocolate bars, he grabs a selection and dumps them into the basket before looking back at the store then tipping his head so that he can smirk at her. "So. More chocolate? Sweet candy? Sour candy? Sweet candy covered in chocolate?" To be fair, they'll probably be getting all of those things, but it's nice to have a place to start and he'd like to get an idea of what her favorites are.

[theoldgirl]

He seems to have the chocolate covered, so she considers for a moment and then walks down to a different shelf, expecting him to follow. "This, I think," she announces in front of a hard candy display and starts piling lollipops of various shapes and sizes into her basket. She'd been quite fond of that candy cane he conjured up for her that one time. Unaware that it's rather bad form to eat the goods before paying for them, she also plops a mint into her mouth unselfconsciously.