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Caleb hadn't known what to expect when he came to Siren Cove. At the very least, he just wanted to know that Gabe was still alive. He is, and he's doing well for himself. He has a support system and a job, and it makes Caleb's heart happy to know it. But those are two things more than Caleb can say for himself. He's running out of the measly amount of money he's been trying really hard not to touch and to save for an emergency, he hasn't had a proper shower in days, not to mention a meal or a real place to sleep. He finally got Leo's brother on the phone, and there's still a spot open for him in Portland. He needs to get going.

After washing up in a public restroom, Caleb makes his way Finn's Pub to hopefully catch Gabe at the end of his shift.


[ooc: even though Caleb is looking for Gabe, feel free to tag him if you want, lurking outside of Finn's Pub]

Date: 2015-08-26 03:08 am (UTC)
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"I know," he says, a little embarrassed. "I'm not used to anyone touching me, still." Caleb will understand, growing up in a house that was equally sparing with physical affection and generous with physical discipline.

"I like going at night. It helps me think."

Date: 2015-08-26 03:34 am (UTC)
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Gabe goes still, but doesn't look afraid. In that touch, he can't help remembering that night, how safe and wanted he had felt. If only the conflicted feelings hadn't followed after.

"I'm not very good at letting people in," he admits. "But let's go, yeah."

Date: 2015-08-26 04:01 am (UTC)
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"Like the Christmas hymn," Gabe says, taking the book in hand. Just knowing what he does of Caleb's life now, Gabe doubts that anything in this book is about Christian comfort. It feels as forbidden as the deck of tarot cards in his backpack but he's not as frightened as he was before.

"I don't know why you have to leave," he says, aware of his plaintive he sounds. "The beach?"

Date: 2015-08-26 04:25 am (UTC)
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Gabe feels a little torn at that. It's nice, being wanted, but suddenly the thought of leaving Siren Cove seems impossible. "I don't know. This is the first place that's ever really felt like home and..."

He sighs, walking them down the road to the nearest stretch of beach. The moon is heavy in the sky, but not full yet. Connected as he is to water and the tide, he's become more sensitive to the phases of the moon.

"There's something I need to show you."

Date: 2015-08-26 05:04 am (UTC)
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"Yeah it's...part of the reason that I don't want to leave this place yet," he admits. The pavement ends, leading into a staircase down to a section of beach. This late in summer, it's very cold and he offers Caleb his sweatshirt instead.

"Do you think magic is real?"

Date: 2015-08-26 05:29 am (UTC)
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Gabe shakes his head, unaffected by the cool air as he taps nervously into his own siren powers. Wren has helped him learn, but he still doesn't always trust himself.

"Like...sirens and witches. Shapeshifters."

Date: 2015-08-26 05:36 am (UTC)
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"I wouldn't have believed it either. Except for this town," Gabe says. He takes in a shaky, nervous breath, "It's called Siren Cove for a reason."

Stepping closer to the water, he lets himself give into its call and closes his eyes.

Date: 2015-08-26 06:24 am (UTC)
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It takes a second before he breathes out and lets the siren come out. Truthfully, his transformation is not very impressive. He can't grow wings or come over in rainbow scales, but he can point his ears and his nose goes a bit flat while his teeth point. It's his hands that are most changed, clawed and webbed with sleek fur along his forearms.

"I'm...I'm one of them."

Date: 2015-08-26 06:42 am (UTC)
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"Magic," he replies. Breathing in, he tries to transform back. Reigning this shape in is a little harder than letting it out, but he manages it and steps out of the water.

"I'm...magic."

Date: 2015-08-26 07:27 am (UTC)
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Gabe hasn't ever seen Caleb smile like that, broad and enchanted. His heart skips and lightens in a way he can't define. In a strange and quiet way, it's a tender slice of acceptance.

"Don't swear," he says, but he can't help smiling, delighted by Caleb's own smile.

Date: 2015-08-26 08:20 pm (UTC)
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"A sea otter actually, but I guess with...the nose and everything, I do look a little like a cat." Gabe drops into the sand next to Caleb and toes off his shoes to bury his feet in the sand, even as he accepts the flannel. Wrapping it around him, his supernatural senses can smell Caleb's soap and shampoo.

"It's not a spell because I'm not a witch. I'm a siren."
Edited Date: 2015-08-26 08:23 pm (UTC)

Date: 2015-08-27 04:22 am (UTC)
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"Honestly, I'm still figuring that out," Gabe says. "But a big part of is that my voice isn't a gift from God. It's magic. Sirens use music to lure their victims. Or they did."

Gabe shrugs, hugging Caleb's shirt tightly around him. "But I don't want to do that."

Date: 2015-08-27 06:08 am (UTC)
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Gabe shakes his head immediately. "No! I don't want to do that at all!" Mostly, he just wants to learn how to control it so that he doesn't lure anyone by accident.

He tenses his shoulders for a second, gently shrugging against Caleb's touch, but not rejecting it. "There's witches here too. Real ones who can do real magic."

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