My, grandma, what big ears you have. WHO: Daphne & Gabriel WHERE: Hotel di Sei Ali WHEN: Morning
Morning was not the time for Gabriel to be up and prowling about. He wasn't much of a morning person, especially when he didn't have a steady source of fae blood to keep him safe from the sunlight. Of course, you could buy the stuff bottled and warmed up, but there was something about getting it fresh. Somewhere in his mind, he considered something someone said once about a cow and getting the milk fresh. Somewhere else in his mind came a rebuttal about pasteurization. As if Gabriel could give a crap about that now. It wasn't as if he drank milk. He hadn't had a sip in well over a century. At any rate, he was sneaking about in broad daylight, not because he needed to get away from Victoria but because...he needed to get away from Victoria. For a second. Not that he was displeased with having found his sire, but more because he needed some time to just be.
Donning an ensemble that did not belong in cool and overcast Michigan, Gabriel snuck out of the room he and Victoria had shared for the last two days and moved down the hallway. He wasn't sure where he was going, probably down to the smoker's lounge to read the newspaper. He'd always enjoyed the smell of cigarettes, even after he'd long stopped smoking. And he wanted to look in the paper. The situation at the school was interesting only if it caused his grandchild to appear. Otherwise, it was barely a blip on Gabriel's radar. He wanted to read and see if there were any vampire murders he could follow-up on. He'd failed to inform Victoria his real reason for being in Scarlet Oak.