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Post by Jayr Byrne on Sept 29, 2010 19:47:18 GMT -8
What you did. (ooc: Continuing from after the Sociology class) Jayr was enraged. Fiery bolts in her eyes as she couldn't get over what'd been done to her. No it wasn't about the groups in the class or any measure of mockery, it was about before. Her own Ascension that'd been dropped on her. Nobody knew just yet what that was considering the only one knowing that she was a Dragon on any counts was Gabriel. The one who he deemed her to call a 'Master'. Viral eyes laced at the walls of the classroom waiting as the students filed out one by one and some in groups. All the while her books remained plastered to her chest with a heavy weighing breath. The sweat trailing at the back of her neck feeling certain fear and uncertainty of aggression the scenario. A trickle of blood from her lip followed by a short gasp as she realized she'd been biting on it hard. She was nervous, but so sure.
As he'd come out, be it his ordinary confident stride or alternative mode of movement Jayr would focus on the forefront stepping across the hall in two simple strides and grab for his collar pushing all her weight into her heels to knock him aback and into the wall with enough force to otherwise shatter the placement behind him. A scowl on her face, the first of which to be seen by anyone in the school seeing as otherwise Jayr had been the serene soul not to be altered by negativity.
"Why?" She cursed him with her scowl swirling in a cloud of her own hindering emotions trying to get a grasp of command here over the situation.
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Post by Gabriel Seran on Sept 29, 2010 21:49:42 GMT -8
An eventful class, to say the least. Gabriel would ponder to himself with a smug grin. The man would linger in his seat a second nudging towards Donovan to stick to Olivia for the afternoon seeing as now the group was taking shifts as it were. A small lingering thought triggering in his mind as if Alexis' "help" was in other words useless. He'd snicker lightly to himself toting with him the sealed briefcase before striding upwards and outwards past the door without a concern in the slightest before he felt the gush of wind surge at him lancing him up by the collar and forcing him to go into fight mode.
Heels buckling the floor Gabriel's hand stressing to grip at his collar and form a safety layer between her hands sealing around his neck. Luckily he was stronger than her. Faster than her. And all around better. Arrogant to say perhaps but it was the truth.
"Why?"
A stern look, replied quickly with a smile. His hand neglecting her grip around his neck giving leave to his oxygen but grasping around her wrists and pinning them closer to his throat Gabriel would take a risk on this movement to send a message. Quickly Gabriel would jerk his body to the side with a massive thrust tossing her forcefully towards the ground head first. Fortunately enough for her if she'd remained steadfast to the grip Gabriel would go down with her, then again he had the advantage of height. Mid-way through the dive-bomb jerk he'd release letting her take the sole fall roughly implanting to the ground.
"Why not?" Gabriel would reply back with a slight hiss, his words confident and unhinged. His emerald hues narrowing around her flank ready to drive his foot into the back of her head and curb-stomp his affinitve creation.
He'd hesitate a moment relieving his foot from her back and taking a step back. Affirmatively he'd readjust the tie on his collar and straighten out his suit. Replacing all those negative imagery with a calm composed gesture. The fragmented moment would startle a neat bunch around him shortly causing them to tear off. It reminded him a lot like Mr. A. Gabriel would smirk slightly remembering the time the pair had torn up these very hallways until David decided to break in the tail end of the fight and spoil such an ending.
"Perhaps we should take this elsewhere." Gabriel suggested calmly without expressing the same hostility she bore. "Away from trained eyes and ears, otherwise you'll get nothing."
A smooth laugh as Gabriel turned away at a quick walking pace. Considering his height it wasn't abnormal but he just had a stride about him that commanded attention.
Moments later Gabriel would have made his way towards the shore line his focus intently forward on the pier ahead. The very pier that he'd owned and used as a meeting place for his illicit plots.
"You're wondering why I've claimed you? Or why you've been stuck with such a below average group?" Gabriel would laugh slightly referring to Donovan's attention span not to mention a mute.
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Post by Jayr Byrne on Oct 1, 2010 23:01:55 GMT -8
Harsh Reasoning. "Why not?"
The crushing guillotine at her flank would press Jayr into the ground relentlessly as if feeling she'd had a weight dropped on her. This guy Mr. Seran hadn't been this powerful back in San Diego where they first met. Or perhaps he was holding back then. The thought that made her cringe anticipating the next blow to come down on her head to suffer her first knock out in a fight ever. The thought was intimidating and still she didn't want to give into that kind of repressed thinking.
"Perhaps we should take this elsewhere. Away from trained eyes and ears, otherwise you'll get nothing."
She felt the weight quickly bore off her and her apprehensive teacher skitter off in a retreat though in her mind it likely jumped to a trap mentality. Then again he had the sole advantage where did this play off as a trap?
It was only a moment in time, such a funny thing time was, until Jayr was following behind lingering a the pier's edge off campus managing to face Gabriel with a distrusting gaze. His intentions clear enough that he wasn't here based on chance, perhaps he'd even anticipated her ambush. But why let her even get a hand on him when clearly she was inexperienced?
"You're wondering why I've claimed you? Or why you've been stuck with such a below average group?"
"You know why don't play games, What did you mean by Eclipse Dragon? Why are you taunting me? Why me?"
A mouthful of questions firing out savagely without restraint feeling almost as though she was considering lashing out. But still restrained.
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Post by Gabriel Seran on Oct 3, 2010 13:32:28 GMT -8
"You know why don't play games, What did you mean by Eclipse Dragon? Why are you taunting me? Why me?"
Gabriel's eyes would tinker down to acknowledge her in his peripheral vision mocking a gesture to laugh perhaps however restraining himself just as she hand refraining just enough to edge the corners of his lips to turn upward in a taunting fashion.
A second and a gust of wind and speed would tear around the full hundred and eighty degrees and implant a stern fist into her gut fully sure he'd be knocking the wind from her stomach and probably grounding her. Gabriel would then erect himself upwards to tower over her with a discerning glower.
"Don't be so weak." He'd feel his mouth form into a scowl essentially commanding her to take control. Despite the harshness to his voice and appearance it was much more reserved as that of a father. Protective however cruel it was. "Be thankful that I am not Leon or David."
He'd turn aback again angling his hand up for Jayr to follow once she'd recovered. He'd take it at a slow and patient pace bringing himself finally to the docks as he'd peel free the door and stride in, the scene reminiscent of their last encounter. Gabriel was all about symbols and this was just another showing of that same goal.
"You want to know why I named you?" Gabriel would start very slowly turning to the table of wood slightly damp by the torrential days it'd been left here since Gabriel's last Black Knights meeting. "I intend for you to change everything. The Dragons being merely a tool for that goal. You want peace, as do I but it will come at a cost."
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Post by Jayr Byrne on Oct 3, 2010 20:36:54 GMT -8
Crushing Understanding *Twap*
The crushing pain in her gut would send Jayr to her knees sprawling for air as she clutched her lower ribs, feeling the wind painfully exit her lungs and sting at the insides of her throat. The air would then painfully be reinserted after a painful breath in feeling the faulty walls of her chest feel as though they were caving in around her.
"Don't be so weak."
She could feel the insult sting worse than the actual blow forcing herself to stand after the strike feeling her limbs feel weaker with the lack of oxygen, but still managing to get to her feet on weak limbs.
"Be thankful that I am not Leon or David."
Leon and David? She didn't know who Leon was but he was most likely referring to David. They must've also been Dragons. Jayr would bite her lip trying to fight through the pain, and she'd succeed pushing onward to pursue him. Possibly into a trap but weighing on the fact that he had all the cards he had no reason to trap her.
"You want to know why I named you? I intend for you to change everything. The Dragons being merely a tool for that goal. You want peace, as do I but it will come at a cost."
Jayr would flinch aback finding room to pace her way around the table finding an empty seat and plopping down in it feeling the drained energy fall into her rump thinking against everything else to leave and choose rather to simply sit down.
"I will not compromise. Any means that is unjust will soil the ends you attempt to gain." Jayr spoke up with her last refuse of energy managing to sit upright clutching her chest pained. "But I will change everything. Regardless of what aid you offer."
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Post by Gabriel Seran on Oct 4, 2010 17:56:51 GMT -8
"I will not compromise. Any means that is unjust will soil the ends you attempt to gain. But I will change everything. Regardless of what aid you offer."
Bold, perhaps a little on the dim or naive side. A side which Gabriel envied to some degree wishing he could remain as such before this whole chaotic life he'd led. First of course being the rough life led here and the battle against the Dragons. What cruel irony it should return to such an ideal fantasy. He grinned slightly resting back into his own seat seeing as Jayr had taken her own.
"Then I suppose you'll need a hand in the matter." Gabriel would say in an even tone slightly humored even as he slid the large belt across the table and sat back with a humored expression. Envious of youth despite he was still quite young himself, it was the envy of mental youth and the prospect of unknowledge despite how much he'd seen it simply couldn't compare to youthful ambition sparking up.
"What ever you do, ensure that its right." Gabriel would trail a hand to his heart before standing again taking his leave towards the exit of the building enacting a plan just as swiftly as he used to with precision. "Oh, and be sure to keep this Dragon business to yourself no sense in unnerving your potential goals." Gabriel smiled mischievously before turning out the doors the mumble of his words carrying however as he went. "We'll be in touch."
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