I must crucify the ego before it's far too late

[onlyhomemade]

Who:Real!Gabriel and Mirror!Gabe (OTA seriously)
Where:Mirrorverse or Wonderland
When: The duration of the event.
Rating:I'll slap a PG-13 on this just cause it's Gabe but will change if it goes in other places for one reason or another.
Summary: Mirror!Gabriel answers his Queen and crosses over, throwing his real self into the mirror world and the Archangel is going to go poke around where he doesn't belong. Still no regrets in not breaking his mirror.
The Story:

So this is how the other half lived hm? How curious. Gabriel thought to himself as he milled about the reverse mansion. He wonders who else was trapped here or what alternate versions of people were still on this side. Was Michael here? Or William? These versions were said to be polar opposites, his curiosity does have him nearly itching to see what they're like. It's just too bad he can't speak with himself… or could he? There had to be a safe way to do so.

Ah well, the Queen made a mistake letting him cross over. He'd been honestly hoping for an opportunity to get into this world and learn what he could. He wondered what would happen, if most of her soldiers are over trying to collect the sword, does that leave her mostly unguarded? Could he kill her? Would that send them all back or destroy the balance? Really, if the Queen weren't worried about having him here than she was a fool.

((ooc: you can find him all around the reverse world/mansion, feel free to toss whoever at either of them. I'm up for whatever!))

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[onlyhomemade]

[Luckily for Gabriel he was aware of the others approach and really, with that stiff-legged gait he should have probably been more worried about it. Instead he whirled around with the forced push with something nonchalant and looked up at the stern expression of his twin. Or perhaps, his not!Twin. His brow furrowed slightly, head canted as he studied that cold, hard expression or the way he warned him. It was really just his words that tipped him off, the rest seemed just like the Michael he knew.]

Go? I'm sorry, was I about to enter a place I'm not meant to?

[what_he_wants]

My Gabriel may have decided to go to your side to do his queen's bidding, but that doesn't mean those of us still here have to welcome each mirror with open arms.

[Michael's tone when he claimed the other as his own, showed his possessive and protective feelings towards his version of Gabriel. Michael had been loyal to his father, had never failed to obey, but he loved his twin more than any other. It was that sibling bond, a bond that had never been broken, that stayed his hand from more extreme measures where this Gabriel was concerned.

He wouldn't risk doing something to this one, if there was even the slightest chance it would hurt his own brother. But that didn't mean he had to like him or be nice to him.]

You, just keep your head down and stay out of everyone's way. Stay out of my way.

[Michael's harsh attitude had more to do with his worry for his brother's safety on the real side, than it did with this version being here. He couldn't help but think his mirror self wouldn't have the same brotherly feelings that he did, and that put his Gabriel in danger.]

[onlyhomemade]

[There's a silent "ooh" crossing his expression as if he's taken-aback by the demands but it's clearly mocking. He steps up to the mirror and smiles, challenging.]

Or you'll what?

[He tilts his head, brow furrowing softly with concern.]

Don't tell me my Mirror-half would have laid down and shown his belly the moment you started barking. That's just pathetic.

[what_he_wants]

[His Gabriel wouldn't challenge him in such a way, as it wasn't in his nature to want to purposelessly fight with Michael.]

No, he wouldn't have. He isn't weak. But, he knows his place.

[It was harsh, his tone and expression, but he was only trying to set boundaries between them. His twin wouldn't like him speaking of him in such a way, and Michael's brow creased at that thought.]

As should you.

[When Michael steps closer, looking down every bit as menacing as he can manage, he feels it. Or, rather, doesn't feel it. There is little to no bond between them, and he wonders at it. Is it because they aren't the right twins, or something else.]

What is my mirror like. [He hadn't mean to ask it, but he was curious. And needed to know.]

[onlyhomemade]

Is that right? And do-tell, what is my place Michael? I'm truly curious.

[A small scoff.]

You're the Mirror last I recall, we are the real ones and you're just a mockery of us.