Gabriel, too, got to his feet, brushing off his jeans and picking up his paint-gun. He laughed again.
"I'm not going to change into anything, least of all a swan," he smiled. "This is closer to my natural form. We appear almost human, but with wings." He folded them and they disappeared, as did the rips in his shirt; with Loki there holding a paint-gun, it seemed the safest thing to do.
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Date: Friday, 13 November 2009 14:58 (UTC)"I'm not going to change into anything, least of all a swan," he smiled. "This is closer to my natural form. We appear almost human, but with wings." He folded them and they disappeared, as did the rips in his shirt; with Loki there holding a paint-gun, it seemed the safest thing to do.