Johnny stops so abruptly that Nova has to scramble to stay upright on his shoulder - although she's shocked too, quivering like crazy.
"Wait, what?" Johnny wheels back on Gabriel. He doesn't know what he'd expected, but apparently it wasn't freaking GOD. "You're a god?"
"Johnny, cool it," hisses Nova next to his ear. "You're sputtering."
"The god of WHAT?" Johnny demands, heedless. A few ridiculous options flash past him: bar sports. Flirting. Alcohol. Wait, that's a real one. He almost seems like a Dionysus, but Johnny keeps this to himself.
What's much, much more absurd is that, if Gabriel is to be believed, this means a fucking deity has been hitting on him, in all his fucked up mortal glory, like he's goddamn Persephone, or - wait, was she even one of the mortal ones? Whatever.
"You're a god and you want to have sex with me?" he says.
"Johnny you just said that out loud!" says Nova, an octave up from her usual voice.
no subject
"Wait, what?" Johnny wheels back on Gabriel. He doesn't know what he'd expected, but apparently it wasn't freaking GOD. "You're a god?"
"Johnny, cool it," hisses Nova next to his ear. "You're sputtering."
"The god of WHAT?" Johnny demands, heedless. A few ridiculous options flash past him: bar sports. Flirting. Alcohol. Wait, that's a real one. He almost seems like a Dionysus, but Johnny keeps this to himself.
What's much, much more absurd is that, if Gabriel is to be believed, this means a fucking deity has been hitting on him, in all his fucked up mortal glory, like he's goddamn Persephone, or - wait, was she even one of the mortal ones? Whatever.
"You're a god and you want to have sex with me?" he says.
"Johnny you just said that out loud!" says Nova, an octave up from her usual voice.