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Post by Gabriel Seran on Dec 28, 2009 15:35:29 GMT -8
Gabriel leaned back at the abandoned bus stations, the dark hum of the 8 rail trailing by in the night lights. The silhouette of a man uncertain of the path ahead but held himself upon the shoulders of great leaders building himself to be the greatest of them all, because truthfully he did have a plan. A great many in fact, nothing would yield to see everything accomplished in the end. The Blood, the heartbreak, everything built him up because it'd take far more brutal forces to break him down.
Yes Gabriel had a benevolent scheme plotting in his mind, it was all just one step after the other, a slow progressive road to the top and then he'd crush it all building it anew, far greater than the prior road. Or indeed far worse should those to follow decide upon a painful route. All the while the dark Silhouette sat patiently dark cloaked around him, deadly.
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Post by Mitsukai on Dec 28, 2009 16:14:09 GMT -8
It didn't take the girl long to answer the text and come to the spot. It had only been about a week since she had agreed to help Gabriel with his cause Though she was only doing this for Kevala and not the man himself >.>. The girl went so far as to see Kevala herself to get a better idea of the job she had to carry out, though there was still some gaps in that knowledge she still was determined to give it her best shot, after all once she chose to do something she stuck with it no matter how frustrating it might become later.
Though so far it didn't really feel like she was doing a good job. Her first mission so far had not produced any results. Naturally Mitsukai thought about how to start things off, it would be at least easier for her to ask people that she knew, no matter how little she knew them to join. There weren't a lot of people she knew but she did have two men that she thought of asking, unfortunately she had not seen much of Roy or Adrian since meeting them despite searching. Not that she had spent her whole time looking for those two anyway, she had been keeping her eye out for any other potential prospects, she did not want some mindless weakling joining and she sure as hell did not expect Gabriel to be happy with that type of person. What she was looking for was someone with some potential but so far she had found no one of the sort. That and her people skills certainly did not help with the task though she was trying to overcome that simple block.
All in all she did not expect him to be happy about what she had in mind but she had to report the truth right? Like hell she was going to lie or make up excuses about it.
Why don't you just quit? You didn't want to be here in the first place. Mitsukai heard her dark half Nami growling in the back of her mind.
Though the psychopath had not uttered a word during the time she had made her decision Nami had been EXTREMELY unhappy about Mitsukai's choice. That woman's hatred for Gabriel far outweighed her own, the fact that Mitsukai agreed to this job (for someone that Nami also hated to the core) made her even more pissed than normal. She had been whispering in her head all week to betray the man or to dumb the job (usually through.....lets just say creative means >.>). The girl had no other choice but to ignore her. Things weren't so simple and Mitsukai didn't really hate Gabriel enough to do even one of the things Nami suggested she do. Betrayal? There was no reason for that, though she told Gabriel from the start not to trust her it'd take a lot for Mitsukai to do something like that.
Her gaze fell upon the dark figure waiting in the dark, even with Mitsukai's good eyesight in almost complete darkness she could barely make out the man. She took a few cautious steps towards the figure, her stance was calm and cool, barely any hint of wariness in her glowing feline eyes as she studied the figure before her. All of her senses on high alert in case this was a total stranger.
"Gabriel?" she called out, hoping that her first guess was right. It was better to be safe then sorry right?
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Post by Gabriel Seran on Dec 28, 2009 16:28:21 GMT -8
A dark voice much unlike Gabriel's was there to meet her. The tall seven foot behemoth known as Ivan resided there under the dark splotch where there was no light. Of course once again this was all planned, Gabriel had a great many things in store for tonight and it'd be his way of testing Mitsukai and perhaps revealing to her a bit of the man that Gabriel Seran truly was, not the creature of lore that had been spread throughout the school but rather the person beneath the armor. Behind those Golden eyes there was something more then a steadfast brute.
"He wants you to put this on..."
Ivan would hand the girl a large black duffel bag, inside was a black suit fit to match the night, military grade defense contracting going on within, there were some plastic explosives and a laser sight scope within the bag. Once she'd gotten dressed for the job she was about to do Ivan would fill her in on the next instructions.
"You are to go three blocks east, there's a warehouse, you'll ask for a Felix Dumante. He should be in the private lounge; you'll go there and do whatever he says. Do not give him Gabriel's name rather mention a Reven Eid."
Ivan would say quickly before turning to leave, this was a bit of faith being placed in her hands, an objective that was needed to be completed. And quite possibly a task she could very well fail. If she felt closely within the suit pocket there'd be a colt revolver. Six rounds in the gun no more.
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Post by Mitsukai on Dec 28, 2009 16:54:14 GMT -8
"He wants you to put this on..."
Okay so it was not the man she was looking for, just someone else who was working for him. Very well, if that was the case then she didn't need to worry that much for the time being. Without saying a word Mitsukai took the bag that was handed to her. She put on the suit and equipped herself with the items given to her. What the hell is he planning tonight? she asked herself silently.
"You are to go three blocks east, there's a warehouse, you'll ask for a Felix Dumante. He should be in the private lounge; you'll go there and do whatever he says. Do not give him Gabriel's name rather mention a Reven Eid."
With a curt nod Mitsukai would head off to follow his instructions. Not even giving it much of a second thought.
I don't like this..... Nami spoke up once again. What the fuck is he planning this time?
Do you like anything? Mitsukai hissed in return. Just keep quiet and let me do my damn job....besides if we are lucky we might get to blow something up.
Really? she asked, not really holding back her excitement.
Yes really now behave. Mitsukai would order the other persona, her mind drifting back slowly to the explosives that she carried on her person, well hidden from plain sight naturally. Whatever she was being sent to do had to be something big and risky.
Who was this Felix Dumante? Was he a friend or a foe? There was no way to say for sure. After all one could say that if this man was an ally there would be no need to hide ones identity, on the other hand though in this world one's friend today could be the enemy of tomorrow. If Gabriel was smart, which in this case she figured he was he would still hide everything from this man.
It didn't take long for her to find the place. Two guards were standing by the entrance. Without a moments hesitation she walked over to them, hoping that whatever she did now that she didn't fuck things up somehow. She didn't know what the fuck was going on, there had been no real point in asking the other man. Surely if Gabriel was planning on giving her more information he'd simply told her everything. As it was all she needed to know was what she was given now.
"I'm here to see Felix Dumante on Reven Eid's behalf." She said simply. It would seem odd for some really young looking high school student dressed in all black to just come to meet some guy in a warehouse without some sort of reason right? Here's hoping this works....
If it doesn't let me kill them, its been awhile since I last spilled blood.
Sure why not, only if they don't let me through....
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Post by Gabriel Seran on Dec 29, 2009 19:28:10 GMT -8
The two Latino guards shifted a gregarious look towards one another the one to Mitsukai's right stepped forward, his dark features suggested that he'd lived in the south all his life, however his appearance wasn't nearly as rough as the other's who bore scars trailing down his broken face. The one on the right who'd just stepped forward wore a black mustache signifying his dominance over the other cocked his head towards the wall notifying that Mitsukai should extend herself and be searched readily.
Here Mustachio would push her a bit roughly towards the wall feeling himself a bit in the chain of command and justly being a male would be more perverse than most others however low a bar that indeed was. Once Mistukai was indeed there he'd wait till her attention was on the wall to perform a number of air humps which the other would merely scoff at signalling him with a rough shove to get on with the pat-down. From there he'd gingerly search the gal over patting her down, due to the suit however the traces of the gun would go unnoticed.
"Here..." Scarface pronounced taking her by the arm leading her through the narrow door as mustachio remained in his position by the door with a bit of a disappointed grimace on his features.
The inside of the place was much like that of a club, thrumming bass board playing back as the fine wood boards the place was made of boomed back violently with a trembling resound. The sudden throbs for too long would cause any person headaches and sickening dispositions but the owner remained here twenty four seven leaving his Latino features a tad paler than most.
"Felix, the goods are here.."
The scarred man would project loudly over the throb of the music pounding at the door of the private lounge still totting Mitsukai around like a rag doll by the arm assuming of course she hadn't shifted from her position finding a much safer one by his flank.
All the while the dance floor throbbed with an acid trip of lights signaling the wide arrangement of dancers pacing to-and fro like fish in a pond.
The pale iced over brown hand would gesture lividly through the opening way to gesture her in unaided by the scarred man. Eyes in sets of three watched from their seated places, one set ranged down at his desert eagle rubbing it over as though it was a precious piece of gold medallion that had been dangling from his neck. The man at the center, Felix, wore a coat of lavish gaudy red silk, the two at his sides one of white tone and the other black. The two at his sides appeared as disinterested in the new arrival as the man with the gun but however Felix was patient, his eyes reading over her figure as though she were more prized than any.
"Entonces usted ha seguido al conejo blanco abajo el agujero..."
His words crisp but with a lingering note of a smoker's bad taste. His eyes hidden beneath a band of sunglasses. His true identity never revealed. He would jerk his head once signalling to the scarred man to shut the doors and he did so with pride.
"He says, show what you've got in the bag for us.." The one with the gun said impatiently nodding his attention towards the bag itself.
Now was a crucial instance in which Mitsukai could decide what was next best choice, friends or were these foes?
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Post by Mitsukai on Dec 29, 2009 20:32:09 GMT -8
It didn't take her long to figure out exactly what the guard wanted her to do when he ushered her to go against the wall. Anyone with have a brain could take a quick look at the current situation and figure out the man wanted to do a search. After all this was a shady area and the guards were armed, not to mention the big guys (well at her height everyone was big to her) looked like they had been through heir fair share of shit. There was no telling how this Felix guy was like.
Naturally without hesitation she did as instructed. Doing other wise would be dangerous, raise unnecessary suspicion....well unnecessary for her. Besides the way she was dressed and equipped so long as she wasn't physically stripped down they would not find anything. If they did? Well surely Nami at least could kill them with her bare hands, not like she'd hesitate to do so.
She could not help but let out a low warning growl when the man shoved her. Stupid fucking prick thought just cause she was a small girl he could push her around like that? If not for the really potentially dangerous mission any other day that cock sucker would be tasting the end of her fist right now. He was the type of man that needed to be shown his place, given the opportunity she would more than happy to show him that. Unfortunately now was not that time.
With that ordeal over with Mitsukai found herself roughly being dragged roughly into the place, not before she fixed the other bastard with an ice cold glare. Yeah she definitely wanted to make him pay for that.
Naturally it didn't take her long to get really annoyed with being literally dragged around like a rag doll. "Let go of me!" she hissed loudly, forcibly pulling her arm free of the man's grip. The damn bastard nearly pulled her arm off! "I can walk on my own." she spoke in a little softer tone, coming along to walk beside the man to show she would not try to run off so he would not need to grab her again.
The heavy bass music blasted in her ears, blocking off her ability to hear anything else. Her eyes scanned the place carefully while keeping track of where her escort was in the meantime as she gathered what little information she could. So this was not some simple little hideout, it was a club of sorts. That told her the chances were this Felix guy must be young, at least in his mid-twenties. It only seemed to fit for someone that age group for his place to be like this. After all a senior gangster (Or whatever the hell he maybe) would chose something a little more quiet and old fashioned, nothing this bold. From the look of the design he had to be wealthy of course that was expected. Judging from the men he hired too even though she only met two of them so far the chances were he was probably Latino. In America it seemed that most people tended to stay amongst and were more comfortable amongst their own race. It would not be surprising if this Felix guy was the same way.
"Felix, the goods are here.."
Her attention was brought back to her escort who had lead her to the private room that his boss was staying in. Her body tensing slightly as that door opened. This was it....there was no turning back now.
Mitsukai stepped inside quietly, calming her nerves a little as she left the other man behind. Not knowing what to expect next but fully prepared for any possible danger.
She looked around without saying a word to the others in the room. For a moment she just gathered what little bit of information she could guess from simply looks alone. She had been right about one thing, they were all Latino. The one in the red had to be the Felix man she assumed. He was the one in the middle, typically the guy in the center of the room was the one who was in charge.....either that or he was simply a decoy, just in case something would happen, but the chances of that were slim.
"Entonces usted ha seguido al conejo blanco abajo el agujero..."
Ara? she thought in confusion, the only languages she knew were Japanese and English. She did not know a word in Spanish. It would help if she could at least read what he was saying from his eyes but the damn sunglasses were in the way.
"He says, show what you've got in the bag for us.."
Hmm, so the gun wielding jackass is going to be the translator for the evening huh? She mused, debating for a moment what to do. She still had no idea if this Felix guy was an ally or a foe, she was given very little information. All she was told was directions and who to look for. Her thoughts drifted to that gun hidden underneath her clothes for a moment. The wrong move now would be dangerous for everyone in the room. She had never used a gun before in her life, there was no guarantees she'd be successful using it now. Especially when the man threatening her probably knew how to use his.
In the end there was not much choice but to hand the bag over. She had removed anything that was assumed to be useful for her anyway. Thinking about it if she was meant to kill Felix now wouldn't that man simply order her to do so? She was simply told to find Felix and do as he ordered. That was what she was here for and that was what she would do. The only man that she would answer to besides this stranger would be Gabriel Seran himself.
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Post by Gabriel Seran on Dec 30, 2009 16:40:59 GMT -8
Felix ruffled his beard after gathering his arm from behind the small white gal's flank. He looked quite interested in the package to be sure as for his cohort sitting beside him, the boy seemed less intrigued by the details rather better suited for shooting than thinking.
"¿El fantasma le envió tan? Que el fucker con el pene blando envía a una mujer en mis dobleces sin ninguna protección, debe ofrecer absolutamente el juguete hasta mí."
Felix spoke with a smokers laugh thrown in feeling quite contrary to his actual facade.
"Deja para ver cómo esta perra obedece."
He cackled with a heave and ho to his throat tearing out the inner linings of his wheezing breath to that which may be mistaken for a sixty year old on the contrary to being half that age.
"He says, the man who sent you here is dead. Why would a dead man send his woman to finish his business? He thinks that you are here to rat us out to the Federalies. I be thinking that yous just a bitch on the end of someone's chain."
Felix laughed understanding the last bit of English as did the women but one held a concerned look as though to warn Mitsukai to get out now. All the while Scarred face stood at the door. The option left to comply or make leave, dangerous under both scenarios.
"¿Quién le envió la flor asiática?"
"He wants to know who really sent you here? He wants to know if your the type to cut and run like the limp dick who sent you."
At this point the second in command had his gun raised aiming it like a gangster thinking he was hot shit, if things were going down he'd get his shot off first.
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Post by Mitsukai on Dec 30, 2009 21:12:34 GMT -8
An eyebrow cocked slightly in response to that laugh. Instantly she could feel both herself and her alter ego feeling a tad uneasy about it. What the hell was he laughing about? Had she fucked up in any sort of way?
I think Gabriel just fucked us over Nami growled in her mind. Mitsukai said nothing, she did not move or show any sign of unease by Felix's reaction. Bastards like this guy could smell fear miles away, to show any worry or doubt now would make things worse.
"He says, the man who sent you here is dead. Why would a dead man send his woman to finish his business? He thinks that you are here to rat us out to the Federalies. I be thinking that yous just a bitch on the end of someone's chain."
I fucking knew it! The woman screamed in her mind. Fuck this, let me out now and I can deal with these motherfuckers with my bare hands and then get that sorry son of a bitch later!
Wait a fucking minute Nami! she snapped back. Quickly losing patience with the other half. Okay so things just got a lot more fucked up in the span of 30 seconds. And yes she felt a little panicky but that was only natural considering she was in the lair of some thug given only really vague orders and had no FUCKING clue what the fuck was going on.
"He wants to know who really sent you here? He wants to know if your the type to cut and run like the limp dick who sent you."
Well that only left two options now.....to either give in or run the fuck out. Both would not end well. If she gave information out now even if it was the truth there was no way in hell these cocksuckers would let her leave alive. Mitsukai was no fool, if she was in their position she wouldn't hesitate to pull the trigger once she got what she wanted so why wouldn't they?
Running out now? Well there stood the problem of the man with the gun. Could she even pull out her own gun in time to kill him off before he could pull the trigger? What about the man standing behind her? Could she possibly have enough time to take both men out at once without getting herself killed in the process?
How about the other people currently in the room? Who was to say they weren't armed as well, just because the only people who had any visible weapons were the guard and the gun asshole that did not mean there weren't others secretly armed as well. She didn't even want to think about how hard it would be to leave the warehouse let alone this room.
Either way she looked at it she was fucked. But that did not mean that she was dead yet now did it? If it was too risky now to try and make a run for it, what she needed to do was stretch out what little time she had. Possibly she could find a safer time to pull back if by then she had not turn the tide around by then.
There was no other choice, she had to talk. Would she speak the truth? Hell no. Mitsukai was not stupid. Even if by some miracle she got out alive tonight Gabriel would only hunt her down and kill her. or even worse, harm those she cared about. Besides what kind of 'second in command' would she be if she did that. No what she needed to do was lie. Lie through her teeth and prepare herself for any sort of backlash. It might be risky but there was no other option besides that.
"Reven's dead you say?" She spoke, her tone cool and even. Not a hint of the panic or doubt that had been in her mind moments before. "I find that hard to believe. Do you have any proof?"
"Anyone who has met Reven before even if only once would know that he is someone Not to be fucked with." her tone was dead serious. Sure they did not know Gabriel's true identity but even under a facade and Mitsukai knowing just the surface act alone knew all too well that when that man was serious that he was a force to be reckoned with. The chances were that Gabriel was not dead....not by a long shot. If this was some kind of bizarre test these men were putting her through to see if she was indeed a spy or some bullshit like that well she'll show them who they were really dealing with here.
"Do you really want to test out your theory on him being dead? If you honestly think that you and your men stand a chance against him then by all means.....do your worst."
She sent a piercing cold glare to the man holding the gun at her now.
"As for me being some bitch on a leash I can assure you I am not some little slave that simply follows orders but neither am I an idiot with a death wish. Say what you want but in the end I am the LEAST of your worries." Her focus would shift back onto the ring leader now, though all of her other senses were focused on everyone around the room. Mentally preparing herself to fight or make a break for it in case things backfired.
The ball was now on Flex's court, Mitsukai could only hope that what she said had worked......or she was fucked.
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Post by Gabriel Seran on Jan 11, 2010 17:35:38 GMT -8
"Marco, golpee a salir sacarla de nuevo y poner una bala en la cabeza."
Felix would say with something of a smile on his ruffled face. Certainly from anyone else it would be a comforting sign but something in that old greasey man's grin there was a sick benediction.
The man with the scarred face moved in behind her closely a gruff silence in his movement going ghostly and unnoticed. As for the man before her stroking the gun he had a wry smile set in place.
"Its time to go, bye pretty girl."
The scarred man would move swiftly delivering a quick knockout blow to the back of her head with the gun which would bring her to a quick black out able to be dragged away easily by the large men.
The sudden sounds of beating a fight breaking outside of the bag they'd stuffed her in to carry her. They would be the ones to kill her excecution style, if not for a well placed ambush. The tustle of course wouldn't be lasting long a few bashes and a silenced weapon going off but soon she was in someones grasp again throttled around wrecklessly.
A few hours later if she were to wake up it'd be locked up in an underground chamber. Chains pinning back her arms and legs restraining her from any plausible movement other than a brief lax struggle. There was something malevolent behind this little game.
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Post by Mitsukai on Jan 11, 2010 18:16:55 GMT -8
Mitsukai had been expecting a lot of things but that smile had not been one of them. Fuck she had made the wrong move and now was going to pay the price. That was of course if she did not simply fight her way out of this now, there was no other choice but to-
"Its time to go, bye pretty girl."
Before she could even turn to do anything she was knocked out cold....
A Few Hours Later
Mitsukai let out a soft groan as she finally began to stir. The back of her head pounding viciously, a constant reminder that she was alive....
For now.....
She blinked a few times as her eyes began to adjust to their current surroundings. She could feel the chains around her arms and legs. She tested them briefly for any weak points but found nothing. Damn she was in deep shit now, maybe Nami might be of some use for this. The psychotic side had a knack for finding ways out of things like these.
Nami are you awake? She was greeted with silence. Fuck so Nami was not awake yet. The blow seemed to have knocked them both down and Nami was the slowest to recover. With one persona down and her tied up like this how the hell was she suppose to get out of this alive?
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Post by Gabriel Seran on Jan 11, 2010 21:46:55 GMT -8
Gabriel wondered subconsciously if this was the best route of action. Already he could see that evidence enough that Mitsukai was lacking her faith in him. There was the subtle struggle of whether this would bolster or destroy her. But Gabriel's intention was not to have her in this position forever, she just needed to revert to his actions as opposed to the words that others filled her brain with. Since they first met Gabriel had seen nothing but upward potential for her, not simply a person to use and manipulate, there was never an instance where that thought entered his mind for either her nor Kevala. Though they came from separate routes they each had their staircase into a great beyond. A small nod as he waited out of the doorway.
The differences were not grandeur canyons but he could see they were each individuals as they had intended to be. Each different, and each wanting answers to the end. An end he'd planned out from the start but as he'd planned this would be but their beginning.
"Tell me, who are you Mitsukai?" He'd say slowly emerging from the shadows.
His body cast in relative shadow but his appearance nonetheless observable. Eyes cast not at her but at the wall aside, his body tilted so she would be able to only observe his right face. Hands linked into his pockets.
"Can you tell me why you're here?"
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Post by Mitsukai on Jan 11, 2010 22:16:00 GMT -8
"Tell me, who are you Mitsukai?"
The sound of someone's voice alerted her to the presence of another being. Her eyes snapped over to where the voice was coming from. There was something familiar about that voice, she had to have heard it over a thousand times by now but because of the blow to the head she did not completely recover from yet she could not place it.
She shook her head to clear her mind and her sight as her gaze fell back upon that section of the room. There was someone else in the room but they were almost completely hidden from sight. What was going on? The last thing she remembered was being knocked out after her little challenge with that Felix guy. Was she still somewhere in his warehouse or was she somewhere else? What the fuck was going on?
Once her mind came back into focus then she realized who the speaker was.
"Gabriel?" she said confused. What was he doing here for? Her instincts started to scream out to her when she caught a glimpse of the look in his eye and that stature. Something was not right, it couldn't be that he had chained her up here like this could it? What the fuck was he doing?
"Can you tell me why you're here?"
"How the hell should I know? Aren't you the one who got me in this mess in the first place?" she snapped back defiantly pushing back the brief panic in her mind so she could think clearly. There was definitely something terribly wrong here but panicking now while she was in a rather sticky mess would not solve the matter. If she could keep calm she might be able to discover some way out of this. She could only hope she did before things turned ugly. How ugly she rather not think about...
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Post by Gabriel Seran on Jan 11, 2010 22:21:30 GMT -8
Gabriel's right eye flitted up attentive of her presence for the first desirable instant of his transgression. A frown in place on his face showing his distaste for the situation as much as she.
"Thats not what I was asking."
Gabriel's right fist shot out firing for her lower rib cage strong enough to knock the wind out of her and leave the girl gasping for air. He'd appear ruthless as he was the first instant he'd beaten her into the earth but things had changed and time had its effects on people. Gabriel had something in mind indeed, he wanted to break her down here, to build her back up. Stronger, smarter, and most importantly free of all influences to make her own decision whether that be at his side, or even against him.
"Who are you Mitsukai?" he'd repeat in a low grumble.
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Post by Mitsukai on Jan 11, 2010 22:41:38 GMT -8
"Thats not what I was asking."
Her comeback was rewarded with a harsh punch to the ribs. The sheer force of the hit was enough to force the air out of her lungs. Pain filling her instantly as she desperately gasped for air. Mitsukai knew that this was not going to end well at all, Gabriel was just too strong for her to handle, especially while she was bound and helpless for only God knows why. She didn't understand this at all. Why was he doing this?
All of Nami's warnings about him sprang into her mind in that instant. No matter what she herself thought about her darker half she couldn't help but feel that she had been right about this case. She should not have trusted Gabriel even in the least. If she had just refused him and walk away earlier on she probably would not be in this situation now.
"Who are you Mitsukai?"
"I'm nothing you deem important." she snarled back viciously, mentally preparing herself for the next hit that was bound to come. "What the hell are you going to do about it? Beat me up till I become something you'd desire? Fuck off.... I am not going to bend to your fucking will so you might as well give up."
Yeah she was going to get it now but she refused to simply back down. If all she had to fight back with was her stubborn will and her words then so be it. At least she could defy him in someway, she refused to back down just for someone who would hurt her in the end.
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Post by Gabriel Seran on Jan 11, 2010 23:12:09 GMT -8
Gabriel didn't flinch, nor did he breath, move or falter from his position there was a subtle focus on the area as she let out her little spout. No Gabriel had none of this in mind, all fabricated lies on a person he'd once been, on someone people had been so accustomed to that they didn't realize the change in him, that tenacity for being unpredictable. But one thing she was right about. The punch. Gabriel came up at a rough uppercut still holding his designated area once he was finished.
"Again you fail to realize thats not what I'm interested in..."
Gabriel froze turning his body to face hers directly this time.
"I want to know Mitsukai, who are you?"
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