@kymsteyn you’ve sent me old RPs before so let me return the favor with this ridiculous exchange I wrote like years ago. The only background you need is that BH was sort of like a second sheriff to LaCroix?? And also we shipped them but that’s another story.
He wasnt sure he had heard correctly, and Gabriel gave no signs of acknowledging the abrupt pause in LaCroix's speech.
"I'm sorry, could you repeat that?" He turned to the window where Black Hat stood, managing only to garner a vague look of attention from the man. The cityscape below was a beautiful sight, yes, but it wasn't as captivating as Gabriel was playing it up to be. Sebastian cleared his throat impatiently when the 'captivation' didn't seem to be ending.
"Uh, what? I said, it's a good thing we got that mission out of the way tonight. Especially since you'd have been too short to see the target." And there was the faintest line of a smirk on the bastard’s lips. He knew what he had said, but as ever the 'cowboy' remained aloof.
"I thought so..." Sebastian said, rising from his seat with his arms folded behind his back and striding over to the window. "And just where did you get the impression that you're taller than me?" He pressed the question to the other kindred with raised eyebrows and a matter-of-fact tone. Gabriel merely scoffed.
"Oh, are we really going here?" The hard line of his mouth finally broke into the devil's grin. "Listen, prince," He made that title sound like some dirty rag, "Don't worry your pretty little head over our heights. After all, you’re higher than me on the food chain, right?" He laughed, and Sebastian was plainly unamused.
"Take off your hat then. Along with those old--and might I say horrendous--boots." His command was met with another incredulous scoff from the other.
"You're serious...?" He said after a few moments of tense silence. Then he began to laugh loudly enough that the sheriff outside the door could probably hear. When Sebastian's glare didn't relent (rather, intensified) he gave a grand roll of his eyes and yanked one boot right off his left foot. The other followed soon after with a loud clack onto the marble floor. And then in one sweeping motion Gabriel removed his hat and bowed to his stomach, before straightening up to face LaCroix.
"There, are you happy, your majesty?" He grinned, as even with the added height removed only a fool would have failed to see who stood taller here. Sebastian gulped, but his stubbornness did not wane.
"It isn't by much." The curt response came after the vampire had turned to glare out the nearest window in a wonderfully childish bit of petulance.
"I can't fuckin' believe it..." Gabriel chuckled, "The asshole from Napoleon's army has a Napoleon complex."
And that was the story of how Black Hat was escorted from the tall tower by the very stoic sheriff, carrying his 'captive' laughing all the way as he left behind his brooding princess.
