Log:Because She Could?

Arbiter of Balance 2021/09/06 Night Marshal|Carpenter Grimm 4

It's been a long day of report writing and slow progress on cases. But the day is over at last. Gabrielle's been busy with some things in another dimension and with some magical colleague of hers, but she arranged to meet Jack at the tavern for drinks and a meal to catch up and save either of them from cooking. Gabrielle is a bit late. Almost ten minutes late and looking sheepish and dressed casually in a sleeveless band shirt and torn grey jeans.

Carpenter smiles and waves when she see Grimm arrive, trying to get her attention so she can tell where he is.

Gabrielle's face lights up when she sees his wave and heads over to him. She looks tired, which is odd, because she should've only woken up a few hours ago (zing!). "Hey, Handsome," she says as she reaches him, going in to give him a hello hug and a kiss.

Carpenter smiles and returns the hug and kiss. "You look tired. Long night? Get up way too early?"

"Long night, some work, some magic, and some traveling," Gabrielle explains. "I've been helping out on an issue off-dimension, and trying to track down one of my alters. But mostly I've been helping someone else undo the damage she did."

Carpenter nods, and sips his drink. He must have ordered before Grimm arrived. He then smiles. "Any luck so far?"

"No," Gabrielle says as she sits across from him. She gently touches her foot to the side of his. "The trail's a bit cold, and crosses dimensions, so it's a little harder to find out which one was behind this. I just don't get -why- they did it. It wasn't even their dimension, and she cursed that world, or at least that continent."

Carpenter nods. "Because they could? People...will sometimes flex their power because they can. Because it gives them a feeling a power. And metas are just like regular people in that regard."

Gabrielle chews on her lower lip as she thinks on that, brow furrowing. She stops chewing. "Maybe. Or...testing their limits on a world that meant nothing to them? God, that's...awful sounding. It wouldn't be any better if it was to teach someone who pissed her off a lesson."

Carpenter nods. "It could have been a test, for something in the future, yeah. But with...what...infinite universes, it's hard to tell where."

Gabrielle nods worriedly. "Yeah, infinite as far as I can tell. A little hard to prove it, but I've seen enough weird dimensions and planes to guess that it's right around there." She sighs. "If it had been sooner, I could've tracked her across dimensions. Sort of like a magical bloodhound. Unless I can find the exact spot she was standing, and that's still a long shot. But...you should've seen it. The world was dismal and gray. Plants couldn't grow. The people were beginning to starve. They tried a summoning ritual to bring her back. They sort of thought slaying the evil witch would end the curse."

A waitress comes by, and Grimm orders a beer and the grilled chicken nachos appetizer. When the waitress leaves, she resumes her explanation to Jack. "But...infinite universes, y'know? Instead, I was the one that got summoned."

Carpenter smiles slightly at the thought of Grimm getting caught instead. "So...would killing the evil witch actually end the curse? Or were they guessing wrong?"

Gabrielle raises a brow at the smile. "What?" she asks playfully. She thinks on his question. "Uhh. Well. That sort of thing works in fairytales, but in this case, no, I don't think so. But I guess I can only find out if I get killed or see another me killed and can check if all their magical work comes undone."

The beer arrives as the waitress passes their table. Gabrielle takes it and sips deeply. "At least in this fairytale, there was a knight in shining kevlar to save me," she smirks.

Carpenter laughs, "I wasn't there, though. I shouldn't be jealous, right?" He sips his beer and smiles.

Gabrielle smiles. "Maybe," she murmurs teasingly and sips her beer, waiting to see his reaction.

Carpenter raises a brow, clearly trying to read her expression, with his patented Detective Powers (TM).

Carpenter smiles slightly as he watches her expression. "No...no, I don't think I need to be jealous."

It's a low key interrogation! The way Gabrielle's lip tenses to avoid grinning more is a dead giveaway. She laughs as he reads her and reaches her hand out to touch his affectionately. "Of course you don't. I love you, Jack. And I remember our promise. If there was a second person I was interested in dating, I'd talk to you about it."

Carpenter takes her hand and smiles. "I love you too." He pauses, and adds, "I'm glad. We seem to be working out pretty well, at least so far." He raps on the wooden table a couple of times.

Gabrielle chuckles and knocks on the wood as well. "Can't be jinxing things like that," she smiles. "And...yeah. I haven't scared you off, for one. Definite plus in your favor."

Carpenter chuckles quietly. "And you won't scare me off, either. Even down the road."

"Oh?" Gabrielle asks with a gentle smile of relief. "How can you be so sure?"

Carpenter takes a deep breath, and lets it out slowly. "I just...know."