What do you get when an angel gives a werecat catnip?

[undomesticated]

WHO: Riley, Gabriel, and everyone in this bar
WHAT: Catnip shenanigans
WHERE: All over the place
WHEN: Day 111
WARNINGS: Drugged up Riley being ridiculous

Gabriel's POV
With the blackout being over and things almost back to normal - or, well, as close as things ever got to normal in Cape Kore - Gabriel decided that what the community really needed was a little of the fun kind of chaos. And by the community, what he actually meant was himself. Same thing, right?

Of course, the normal Trickster business was off limits. Sure, he could get away with murder and torture here, he was powerful enough to get rid of almost anyone who tried to stop him, but it was a small town, and there was no guarantee that he wouldn't be reduced to human again. So, small stuff it was. And who better to play victim than Riley? Apart from having had the gall to be offended at his being rude, she was friends with Balthazar, and Gabriel was a tad possessive of his family now that he had them back. Besides, he was pretty sure he had the perfect way to have some non-lethal fun with her.

Catnip was easy for an archangel to create, after all, and even easier to sneak into her house. Assuming that she reacted like a normal cat - and he was really hoping that she would - all that was left was to sit back and wait for the drug to take its effect.

Riley's POV
She woke up slowly, more slowly than usual. She felt... good. Better than she had in a long while. Happy. Mellow. And yet oddly energized. God, something smelled awesome. Smiling, she wriggled in her bed as she slowly opened her eyes. Wait, she knew that smell...

She would have sat up, but that seemed like way too much effort at the moment. She did turn her head to the side and see a familiar clump of green. Aww, hell. Was that catnip? Only one way to find out. Her tongue darted out to bring the plant to her mouth, the taste exploding inside as she chewed on it. Yep. That was catnip. God, it smelled so good. She found herself rolling around in the bed, crushing the leaves and getting it all over her. And her bed. And in her mouth. Maybe she was helping that along by using her hands. She found that idea oddly hilarious, giggling as she chewed on a mouthful of the herb.

Ooh. You know what would be awesome? Going and seeing all her friends! Because today was clearly the best day in the whole wide world and everyone had to know that. She fell out of bed, legs tangled in the sheets from her earlier rolling, but that just made her laugh as she tried to untangle herself. She fell on her butt. Ha, ha. Butt.

She was in too good of a mood to worry about getting dressed, leaving her house in the sleep shorts and tshirt she'd gone to sleep in. Hey, at least she was wearing clothes, right? Right. She might also be taking some of the 'nip with her, crushing it in her hands and taking sniffs of it before breaking into a fit of giggles.

Leaving the house, she went looking for the first person to catch her attention. Ooh, who was that? Kamikazi-Kitty!


{ooc: Anyone is free to run into Riley at this point. It can be when she first leaves the house or perhaps a bit later after she's 'attacked' a few people. Everyone's welcome to try to deal with her and hopefully she won't out herself to the wrong person.

P.S., Gabriel's a poophead.}

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[undomesticated]

"I didn't get into anything. I woke up with it. And it's so awesome. Now I know why mom kept telling us to stay away from it. Ha! Can you imagine Finn and Brian like this?" She laughed, trying to playfully nip at his fingers as he patted her head.

"I think someone put it there." This was clearly the most logical she was going to be today and tomorrow she'd try to figure out who it was. But for now, it was time to enjoy the high.

[runboyrun]

"O...kay."

And suddenly mature again. "Just... let me know if you start to feel woozy, okay? Or sick. Or start seeing stuff that isn't there."

After Lydia's disastrous last birthday party, he was a little more paranoid when it came to drugs mysteriously appearing out of nowhere.

[undomesticated]

"I'm not going to feel woozy. Or sick. I feel great." She purred as she nuzzled in against his chest, grinning and giving him a mischievous look as she bit (gently, oh my god, Stiles) at him through his shirt.

[runboyrun]

"Oh my God, you know we had that one-sided talk about embarrassments and regrets that you're gonna be feeling tomorrow?" He squirmed as effectually as he could. "No biting!"

[undomesticated]

She looked up at him, moving to rest her chin over where she'd bitten. "You need to loosen up. Hey, we should go to the pub and get you some booze. I should pick some more up for Balthy soon anyway, so you can get drunk and be happy and I can be happy and we can all just be happy."

She beamed at him. This was clearly the best idea to ever have been idea'd since the beginning of all ideas.

[runboyrun]

"Okay, we're gonna start out with 'no' and migrate right on to 'nooooooooo'. One of us needs to be a mature adult and I want to chew off my tongue for even suggesting it but I guess it's my turn to fill those shoes."

[undomesticated]

"Pooh." There was another pout as she looked up at him, but that quickly turned to another grin as she darted down and lifted his shirt to zerbert him again. "I can still get you to have fun anyway!"

[runboyrun]

He screamed, no less like a little girl than the first time. "Oh my god can you stop with that already!"

[undomesticated]

One last "tbhtbhtbht" on his belly before she looked up at him. "But... it's fun. And you need a little more fun in your life, Stiles. More happy. You're a good guy and you deserve it." She poked the tip of his nose.

[runboyrun]

He softened, huffing out a sigh as he flopped back. "I am happy, you fruit loop. You don't need to assault my manly abs for that."

[undomesticated]

"Maaaaaybe I just want an excuse to?" She grinned, rolling around so that she was resting her head up by his shoulder on her back, reaching for one of his hands to play with. He had long, narrow fingers and one of them had a freckle on it. "You're covered in these."

[runboyrun]

"You noticed, huh?" He stretched out his hand, turning it slightly so she could see the ones on the inside of his wrist. "Yeah, they're a thing."

[undomesticated]

She giggled, tracing over them like a game of connect the dots. "You look like a mix between a chocolate chip cookie and a map of the constellations. I bet I could find at least one constellation on you."

[runboyrun]

"It doesn't count if it's just Orion's belt. That's like three freaking stars."

He pauses, then chuckles. "I think Heather told me she saw Cassiopaeia once."

[undomesticated]

"Orion's Belt only counts if the rest of Orion is in it." She turned her head to look over at him, grinning. "Oh? Who's Heather and how did she find Cassiopeia? Is this somewhere I need special permission to look? Stiles! Do you have a constellation on your ass?"

[runboyrun]

He snorted an embarrassing snortlaugh. "Okay, okay. Whoa. Back up. Heather was my best friend growing up, and no, it's not on my ass."

[undomesticated]

"Uh huh. So where is it?" She looked over him like she could somehow see it through his clothes. "On your back?"

[runboyrun]

"Uh, I think so. It's not on my front, anyway."

He paused, then gave her a look. "You're not gonna rest until you've seen it are you?"

[undomesticated]

"I'm curious. You can't say something like that and not let a girl get a peek." All innocent connotations, honest.

[runboyrun]

He let out a long-suffering groan and rolled over onto his front, shrugging out of his shirt with a strange, coltish kind of grace.

"Okay, have at thee."

[undomesticated]

She clapped, then got up on her knees and leaned over his back, fingers touching (always touching. she was in a touchy mood and it was just going to happen, Stiles), running from dot to dot as she angled her head and tried to find the constellation in question.

A few minutes later had her making an exclamation, almost leaning over him entirely as she traced it over his side and up close to his armpit. "I found it!"

[runboyrun]

He squirmed a little, flinching away from her fingers and stifling a giggle against his forearm. That... tickled.

"Yaaaay. Can I put my shirt back on now?"

[undomesticated]

"If I say no would you keep it off anyway? It's not like it's cold out..." She moved back to where she'd started, lying beside him and looking over at him with wide and innocent eyes. Such a lie, that innocence. For the most part.

[runboyrun]

"Yeah, but I have a delicate Californian constitution." He barely lifted his head from his arm, actually pretty relaxed. "I freeze in anything less than hot-as-balls"

[undomesticated]

"You'd like it in Brazil. Or Namibia. It's always hot as balls there. Well, most of the time. You might even get a tan." She grinned and tickled her fingers over his back as she lay there looking up at the sky.