Would you kill to prove you're right?(Gabe/Open)

[Mischa Badoer]

The pulsing beats within the vains of her head pestered her greatly. Both her hands reached to her the side of her head. She applied pressure to try and calm the throbbing headache. She had an awful taste in her mouth... probably from getting sick... Her eyes fluttered open, and as she regained her sight, she could finally see where she was. It was no longer the mall... as well as the fact it was no longer a recognizable environment.

She inhaled a great amount of air in a panic and shot up right on the unfamiliar couch. Though the speed of it gave her a monster head rush on top of the headache she was under. From the sudden shock of the head rush, she flopped back down on her back and closed her eyes for a moment. That sick feeling still lingered in her stomach. Her hands came up to cover her eyes, but retorted when she felt the pain in her eye. Right... she was kneed there... Gently with a finger, she poked at the gash on her cheek bone. Finally, her eyes reopened and they observed her body. Her one arm was red and blue from being smacked in the arm with a tray and red from the burning sauce.

Lastly... her clothes were a bit seared. At least she didn't self detonate. Though, the past fight was the least of her worries right now. She needed to figure out where she was. The way it was decorated would tell her a wealthy man owned it. Perhaps a security guard contacted Demetri and him being in Venice and all, got one of his men to bring her to their place 'til she recovered?

Mischa sat up slowly, supporting herself up with her arms. Though, they were starting to shake due to being tired and weak; so, she propped herself up and against the backrest of the couch. Her ribs were sore and so was her boob.

"Ho bisogno di un bicchiere d'acqua..." she managed to murmur to herself. Her voice was a bit raspy and frog like from all that screaming and acid burning her throat.

[Gabriel Seran]

Gabriel entered the room with a tad bit of caution he couldn't anticipate how Mischa would react but expected it to be bad. Being in the living room of her enemy was a rather shocking experience to have to endure. He tried not smirking at her startled expression. With a hand he'd set a glass of water on the stool next to her and with the other set some dark business woman's clothes out in front of her, of course they'd need her to be a bit more filled out due to the fact that they were Villetta's clothes but they were better than seared cloth. And he did understand Italian quite well dealing with the Mafia more often than most.

"Theres some clothes for you to change into when you're feeling better..."

Gabriel said before walking out of the room half expecting her to hurdle herself out the nearest window, good thing they were on the first floor.

[Mischa Badoer]

Someone wondered into the room, and her eyes shot to the mystery man. Her eyes widened and her body tensed when she had seen who it was. Panic overwhelmed her, her heart pounded and her eyes raced about looking at the environment she now felt trapped in.

He did not just kidnap her? Did he just kidnapped her? Is it still "kid"napping when she is a teenager??? Did he just teennapped...kay that sounds retarded...stick to Kidnapped...

"Theres some clothes for you to change into when you're feeling better..."

She looked at the pile of clothes and the water... Then glared up at him.

Bastard is trying to candy coat the kidnapping!

He left before she could say anything. Mischa got up and looked out the window... it was the first floor, but would he have his dogs out their with guns? She turned back to the water and picked it up, staring it down. Needed to make sure there was unnecessary bubbling first... or an unnatural colour or smell... Seemed fine so she took a long drink...long meaning she downed the whole motha fuckin glass!

Then it was time to change into something a little more....less seared! Once she was finished getting changed she opened up the door and looked down the halls to see where Gabriel had gone.

"I'm all done..what the fuck do you want?" she would make sure her voice was loud enough for him to hear if he wasn't anywhere to be seen. If he was just out the door, her voice would be quieter obviously.

[Gabriel Seran]

Gabriel managed a smile as he was found right behind the door standing adjacent to her as she unnecessarily projected her voice down the open halls. He waited subtly to enhance this moment as it would be, though it was known that he could not trust her for killing his cousin, he was a very devious man known to find ways around that fact. And surely Gabriel was not above lying.

"Hi..." He'd say simply emanating a sort of boo factor to perhaps make her jump back a bit.

Gabriel would stroll into the lounge with complete ease, due to the fact that it was his house after all. He strut by and made his way to hover by the window subtly before turning to face her a sense of serenity behind his eyes. He'd forgiven Reira why could he not Mischa.

"Mischa I understand we got off on a rough basis, but I'd like to apologize to you... those videos I saw noticed your gunshot was simply a mistake... and I understand that now, I forgive you." Gabriel would say but raise a finger to quell her reaction quickly as he gave his part.

"I'd also like to apologize for my poor behavior as well, what I did as justification was uncalled for. Irrational at best."

[Mischa Badoer]

"Hi..."

"GAH!" she would spin around to see Gabriel standing there all creepy like. He scared the shit out of her and he was damn well lucky she didn't have a gun on her. He would walk past her and back into the room. He started to talk, which was good 'cause she wanted to know what the fuck he wanted with her.

He brought up the murder. She was about to talk more of it , 'cause it wasn't like she was proud of herself for killing the girl, but he quieted her. Mischa was a good girl and still had her morals... she only killed the baddies. It just so happened his cousin was by a baddy and another baddy shot her arm!

"...Well...I am sorry for killing your cousin... Not like it was planned... And I'm sorry for being a bitch about it...I just get touchy when my friends are being threatened... I'm sure I would have acted the way you have if someone killed my cousin." she did know what it felt like to lose someone.. Her mother was lost in a mafia deal gone wrong... her Uncle was killed from a drunken mishap... Reira's mother... It wasn't a good feeling to live with on your shoulders. But as Mischa always thought, move on and live on. It can only make you stronger.

"But, for srs.... why am I here...?" it was shocking Gabriel was apologizing to her... and she didn't understand why he didn't just bring her to the hospital.

[Gabriel Seran]

Gabriel nodded he'd rather be rid of this topic altogether it left a rather sour taste in his mouth and threatened the sanity of his rather short temper. He remained still only taking calm controlled steps forward not intending to press her into a corner rather make use of the space he had. As any natural speaker would do he'd make use of his hands as though he were weaving some intricate ploy.

"Well I felt a tad bit responsible for you passing out due to my Qi, I had a medical staff on call and my house is much more direct, I figured it'd be safer, calmer, and we'd have a better setting for a bit of a compromise if you will.."

Gabriel mused a bit he had hoped she wouldn't react poorly to this next few statements because Gabriel was rather forward when it came to what he wanted and there was something he had in mind at this moment.

"I'd like to request a small favor though, in light of our 'riddled' past, Reira decided to aid me in a few matters and I'd like your help as well, concerning of course that you'd be willing..."

[Mischa Badoer]

Mischa stood, weary of the distance being closed between them. It wasn't meant to be alarming, but she couldn't let her guard down. She wouldn't trust herself if she were around the man who had killed her mother. Her eyes followed him and observed every movement his hands made. He motioned with them, giving the words a physical appearance. Then the last sentence got a perked brow from the small, Italian girl.

Compromise?

From the expression she gave off, it was obvious she did not like the idea one bit. Well, who would like a compromise created by a vengeful man?

"I'd like to request a small favor though, in light of our 'riddled' past, Reira decided to aid me in a few matters and I'd like your help as well, concerning of course that you'd be willing..."

Now he was trying to use Reira in this? "oh Reira did it so why don't you" sort of thing. Sadly... if Reira jumped off a cliff, Mischa wouldn't. Though, if it wasn't something stupid as shit, she might consider it. After all, she kind of needed to make up for her mistakes she had made. She was sure this wouldn't make it a fair trade, but it would be a start. Mischa was a forgiving girl and would make friends with a hive of bees if it were possible... so she would try to like everyone...with the exception of Matrim. He was just a jerk-face to Reira...

"I might be willing after I hear your proposal."

[Gabriel Seran]

Gabriel didn't grin at this though the opportunity presented itself where his influence could be taken with high regard as expected he'd have to move very simply and hope that both luck and fate played by his side in this matter. Gabriel would begin slowly and build to power in this instance stating his case.

"I have in my interests the hopes of taking out the Pillar system, and by association making those who are the current pillars suffer a fate quite horrible assuming they act as predictable as always and fight back. Along with quite a few other matters of course."

Gabriel would say quite bluntly towards her, never had he spoken this freely but once more this was his house, should she have denied him here and he got the inkling she sought to spread word it'd be an easy move to end her now.

"What I want to do is train you, to use that Qi of yours to assist me in these matters... The rewards of course, are far more than your mafia would normally provide. I'd see that you are amply rewarded."

[Mischa Badoer]

She listened to his whole explanation in quiet. He went on different ways to try and convince her to side with him. Though, all of that was unneeded.

Matrim=nono.

Mischa smiled and nodded. She held out her hand.

"Gabriel... You had me at 'taking out the Pillar system'."

She would wait for him to shake her hand for the deal. He wanted to train her with her Qi. She remembered doing so with Matrim back in Point Hope. From his lessons she was able to help herself more. But now, she was on a continuous watch, it was always so tiring to make sure her Qi wasn't activated. If it were active now... she would be turning to a microwave (if Gabriel had shook her hand).

"Though.... good luck training me... its hard to control. But I'm sure if I take a Qi many times, I will be able to use it better..." which was true in the past. Though when someone had excelled in their Qi and advanced, she wouldn't know how to use its adaptations as well until she got more practice.

"Let me know when we can start... but can it wait and not be right away? I'm still recovering from the mall incident..." she said with an uneasy laugh.

[Gabriel Seran]

Gabriel would look down at her hand for a short second before realizing that was not the best idea. He smiled trying to nonverbally send his agreement across. A small smile meeting his features.

"Good, well I'm helping another person as well seems as it may be a bit of a group thing... not too many people like the pillars very much, I wonder why..." Gabriel smirked with obvious sarcasm.

"Though you're right I'll let you rest for now, but be prepared I do intend on training you to not blow up as one of my top priorities."

He'd give an innocent little wink before walking aside leading her to the door. There he'd have a limo waiting if in fact she was ready to leave of course.

[Mischa Badoer]

Mischa nodded. She wasn't looking forward to fighting again, but she wondered whom she would be fighting with. Better not be anyone she disliked!

Mischa left through the doors Gabriel opened to see a limo waiting for her. At first she didn't like going in his, and she would rather phone hers up, but that would take too long and she wanted to get the hell out of there. It was too weird being at his place.

(OOC: fail but I don't care cause I'm ending it!)