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Post by Grav on Sept 10, 2009 20:34:19 GMT -8
grav stood there, cards in hand, whistling a tune.
he had some dark jeans on, skinny jeans, he was wearing a form fitting black t shirt, and a belt that was comprised of empty bullet shells that sagged off of his hip. he had his black fingerless gloves on and no jacket, it was too hot for that. he had a toothpick in his mouth.
gravs purple eyes glistened as he saw a group of kids walking towards him.
"care for a bet anyone?"
his new orleans accent was appearent but that just made him smirk. he started out by putting down the ace of spades the queen of hearts face up on the small stone wall next to him, he then offered the man to pick a card any card. he pulled out the 3 of clubs.
grav put all three cards face down and started shuffling them. he had explained that if he could pick his card out of the three once he was done, then he would win, and if he didnt, then grav would win.
he finished and asked the man if a 20 dollar bet was fair, the man feeling overly confident agreed. he pointed to what he thought was his card only to find that the card he pointed to was the queen of hearts. the man handed over 20 dollars and asked to play again.
"now now son, let some other people try"
grav said with a smirk, by this time a substantial crowd had grown. he looked up with his purple eyes and asked the crowd
"anybody else want a go at it? the betting money is negotiable"
grav smiled.
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Post by Gabriel Seran on Sept 10, 2009 20:42:08 GMT -8
Gabriel was out strolling the school grounds, as of late he'd become more of a ghost than anything. His violent nature kept behind a wall of control while the whispers of his past traveld from ear to ear growing more intense and hysterical than they once had before. H'e always catch a bit here and there only to smirk at the ridiculousness that had been associated with it.
'They say he's got like freaking guns everywhere and when he beats you he makes you join his gang and then your a slave forever....'
'Gabriel Seran, yea he killed a baby in its womb just to prove a point.'
He snikered at the thought of actually having gone through with some of the events. He'd never been quite as preposterous as the stories illicited.
'He fought Leon Sudeki..'
'The History teacher?'
That much was true. Gabriel found himself planted at the edge of the coutyard overlooking a quaint card game being played. A curious smirk grew attached to his features as he wondered the stakes. Twenty bucks was all? Child change.
"I would bet you $10 grand that you can't do it..." Gabriel said boldly entering the fray.
e wanted to see how the fellow did under pressure and if he had accomplished said feat, he'd be of use later on in the pinch.
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Post by Grav on Sept 10, 2009 20:53:23 GMT -8
the grin on gravs face grew bigger
"ten grand huh? whats your name partner? i like to know the name of the people i take small fortunes from"
grav held out the deck as though to offer him to take any card that wasnt the queen of hearts or the ace of spades.
"take a card, any card and i will bet you ten grand that you cant pick it out of the three cards that i will have laid out here. with all these people watching"
grav had the plan in his head, he knew that he couldnt loose, the odds were in his favor, and he is very good at being sly of hand. thats how he won every card trick he managed to do.
he noticed something specific about this man, the fact that everyone looked deathly afraid of him. this was unusual for the fact that he had never seen someone so scary as to drive a whole school into fear.
gravs grin returned as the man pulled out a card
"and your card is?...."
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Post by Gabriel Seran on Sept 10, 2009 20:58:20 GMT -8
Gabriel extended a hand in reciprocation.
"A fortune to some, pocket change for others... And it's Gabriel, Seran."
He grabbed the deck with ease shuffling through it as he drew a single card from the deck. And of course being him it was the Ace of Spades. A small grin drew across his face as he used a light tone of his Qi to alter the card's image to that of an Ace of clubs. A small grin drew on his face, never bet on what you can loose go in knowing the results.
"Ace of Spades...now I'd like to see some results." Gabriel replied as he shuffled the card back into the deck handing it back to him.
Curious figure if he were to get it after his own little modification.
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Post by Grav on Sept 10, 2009 21:08:26 GMT -8
grav grinned, he noticed the change in the cards face, gabriel was careless in shielding it from his eyes, grav shuffled the deck a bit, just enough to be able to slide the ace of spades that was up his sleeve into the the deck. just to teach him a lesson.
"gabriel huh? so tell me gabe, do you mind if i call ya gabe? why is everyone so deathly afraid of ya? did you kill a guy or somethin?"
grav listened as he spoke, gabriel hadnt noticed that grav had stopped shuffling. once gabriel finished speaking grav smiled, toothpick in mouth.
"alrite you ready? im going to draw your card from this deck. alrite?"
grave being the trickster he was, never explained that he wasnt going to look at the cards. so he turned it over and searched through it untill he found the ace of spades that he had planted in the deck. he held it up to gabriels face and asked
"is this your card son?"
a smile crossed his face and his purple eyes twinkled.
"now about that ten grand...."
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Post by Gabriel Seran on Sept 10, 2009 21:15:24 GMT -8
Kill someone? Yes in fact Gabriel had killed before, he'd killed more than enough in his lifetime and certainly wasn't about to admit it however. A wry grin on his face as he saw the card being slid in from the sleeves. Curious indeed, not the first time he'd seen that however very daring.
"A craftsman never reveals his secrets, isn't that right?" Gabriel remarked giving off that he knew full well of what had happened.
"Here, you've certainly earned it risk taker, or do you go by another name?"
Gabriel was curious one willing to take risks in the face of danger was a tool that should never be compromised and certainly would yeild a valuable asset for future inquiries.
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Post by Grav on Sept 10, 2009 21:22:31 GMT -8
grav noticed that he was willingly going to give up ten grand to him. but something didnt feel right. ah shit, was he getting a conscience?? now of all times? god damn it.
"yeah the names caleb le beau. most people call me grav."
grav stared at the man pondering why he hadnt said anything about the trick...
"you know what, lets just say that one was for free huh? a gesture of good will. in exchange for loosing how about.... umm you buy me some luck? sound good?"
grav liked this idea better. he thought it was more fair considering that they had both cheated.
"alrite people shows over!! if ya want to try again come find me some other time"
grav announced. he looked back at gabriel
"so shall we go get my bounty?"
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Post by Gabriel Seran on Sept 10, 2009 21:37:49 GMT -8
Gabriel looked slightly perplexed at the boy's newly founded enthusiasm, he'd never quite met a person who would turn down ten grand. Maybe he was just honorable. Or crazy? Daft? anyway he looked at it Gabriel had a good feeling. Just like any other member of his "Society" Had something worth fighting for and would not stop at small causes.
"Well, then what'd you have in mind?" Gabriel smirked sinisterly with an air of concentration, "What ever means you require I can generally facilitate."
Gabriel ponded what such a man could want. Was it Women, no certainly not he could achieve that on his own, power? He had his spectacles no need for such drivel. Fear? Now that seemed to be an apparent solution to the question, the notice of fear Gabriel enstilled seemed to have caught his attention.
"What I wonder is why you of all people don't fear...?" A grim smile appeared as Gabriel looked down in a nonchalant attempt at teasing.
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Post by Grav on Sept 10, 2009 21:44:26 GMT -8
" i simply want lunch. feed a starving con artist."
grav grinned. he looked at gabe as he said something about fear and why grav doesnt succumb to it.
"well you see gabe, god favors the fearless"
grav smiled and handed gabe a toothpick.
"lets grab some cajun. im feeling a bit homesick ya?"
grav flipped a quarter between his fingers as they walked.
"what do you fear gabriel?"
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Post by Gabriel Seran on Sept 10, 2009 21:56:09 GMT -8
Gabriel walked alongside him feeling a tad bit relieved he didn't have to lead another conversation. In fact it felt oddly remeniscent of the old days where Gabriel used to tag along beside Unfettered. He shook his head getting the figure head out of his thoughts.
"What I fear?"
Gabriel thought of the many things that had happened to him over a lifetime of rapture. Torture, Murder, Death, Moving to a strange land. He found it hard debating over the plentiful reasons before realizing what had come to pass.
"Loosing someone I love...."
He thought about the pain associated with Olivia's death and how he was powerless to stop it. Reira's Death as well, he couldn't have done a thing regardless of his power.
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Post by Grav on Sept 11, 2009 20:47:15 GMT -8
that response hit home for grav, he wasnt sure why. perhaps because of his parents, or the fact that he missed his circus family. or maybe he was just hungry and wanted some food.
he saw a corner restaurant that served cajun food.
"this looks like a good place, dont forget, your buyin'"
grav said with a wink, a smirk, and a new orleans accent, then again the accent was always there. he thought about what exactly to say to this man as he held up a 2 to the hostess of the restaurant indicating it was just the two of them. the lady was a beautiful blonde thing with a body to die for. she was well endowed to say the least. skinny. had a nice butt. and was just the right height. her eyes were blue, just the way grav liked em.
"i must say madam, you are quite the exquisite thing to look at" grav said with a smile to the hostess as she seated the two "has anybody ever told you that you are absolutely gorgeous? well let me be the first to say that whoever manages to become yours, is a lucky man"
after about 30 more seconds of this grav sat down with a piece of paper. this paper held the phone number to the girs home.
"now you see gabe, this is how you get a girls number heh"
grav was trying to impress him, stay on his good side, he had come to the realization that he must be important and powerfull if he was so feared. so grav wanted to keep on his good side, make a friend if you will.
"alright im not going to pussy foot around, what exactly would a simple card shark like me have to do to impress one of such a fearful position like yourself? i do want stay on your good side of course heh"
grav looked at him with his deep purple eyes, awaiting a response.
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Post by Gabriel Seran on Sept 11, 2009 22:28:15 GMT -8
Gabriel kept a quiet posture about himself as he followed the enthusiastic magician about the Cajun restaraunt a cautious distance between himself and the man. One with the slight of hand could never be trusted because chances were that what they were showing you are generally not what they entirely desire. But in that fact came the realization. Pick out the subtext to be true.
His eyes caught the image of a striking beautiful blonde woman who strode in all to presumed with herself. Dispite her apparent confidence there was an underlying factor. She regarded the advancements made by Grav all too much that a shy reclusive girl might have very poised and restrained. All too much like Olivia. Gabriel felt his pulse quicken before he stabbed it back down furiously, no doubt she kept the same physical appearence she had, aside from Olivia's sickly perspective and faded olive eyes the girl was a spotting copy.
"now you see gabe, this is how you get a girls number heh"
Gabriel cocked a brow in mock respect, in fact Gabriel had no trouble picking up women in fact he'd had enough trouble concerning them in the past. They always had the nature of causing more trouble. He shook his head making the point null and realizing how lonely he actually was.
"To impress me?.... You want to impress me?" Gabriel borke into a strange laughter at the man.
All this time trying to impress Gabriel, Women, Card tricks. What more was up his sleeve?
"Well you could always show me how you plan on dealing with your problems when women and tricks don't come into play." He grinned mischieveously implying a fight.
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Post by Grav on Sept 11, 2009 22:36:53 GMT -8
grav could tell what gabe was implying. he wanted to fight. it was evident through the mans eyes. everything was told through a mans eyes. the fact that he wasnt impressed with any of this, the fact that all he was looking for at the moment was a fight, and the fact that he knew not to trust grav until he was more well known.
"now what do you mean by that gabe?"
grav smirked. he moved his hands to his lap and leaned forward. preparing to give gabe what he wanted.
"is it maybe.... a fight your looking for?"
and with that gravs smirk faded. he launched back in his chair kicking the table up in the process, not to hit gabe but to blind him long enough so that the the back flip out of his chair was blocked long enough to grab the chair and with his backward momentum throw it at gabe, with luck this would land, if not, gabe was ready. a good distance away. the way he liked it.
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Post by Gabriel Seran on Sept 11, 2009 22:46:33 GMT -8
A sinister glare. One Gabriel knew all too well because he'd done it himself on several occasions. The table came up all too quick but Gabriel was one step quicker shattering the table in two with a easy chop as if the thing was cardboard. His dead set glare aimed on Grav as a chair aimed at him now, hurtling fast.
*CRACK!*
The chair shattered against another hard fist. But still there was distance between the two, Gabriel could cover it easily enough but still he was curious to see that after his strategy failed how would Grav handle it?
Regardless Gabriel shot out lunging for the man stopping short so he could fire an strong upper cut only as a feign, cause as soon as the blow followed through he'd come with a strong back hand to the boys face if he were to go in for an attack himself.
He liked the style, triky, at a distance, all too much like Gabriel himself.
(Yes I did just try to bitchslap you!)
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Post by Grav on Sept 11, 2009 22:54:48 GMT -8
grav wasnt too suprised to see that his attack failed. he knew this guy was feared for a reason. what he didnt expect was the guys speed. it caught him off guard.
he noticed a fist coming from below in enough time to try and pull back, but was able to make it quite in time. the fist grazed his chin but at the same time was impaled by the toothpick that remained in his mouth. grav started laughing at this fact when suddenly
*SMACK!*
he felled the back of a hand hit him.
"NOW HOLD ON!!"
he paused the fight for a moment
"did you just bitch slap me gabe?? now thats a trickey move"
grav smirked and did a sideways hand spring over the table to his left, in mid air he grabed the utensils, flinging the at gabriel and once he landed he hurled himself under the table, in a baseball slide, so as to trip gabe and put him on the floor. grav would then spring up and put even more distance between the two then previously.
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