Flesh and Bone (Open)

[Gabriel Seran]

(ooc: Yes this is an ass-kicking thread... have at it before you lose your chance)

The calm facade of a once proud lord broken down to a sinister glare eying up everyone as though they were simple pieces of meat. 259 college, at least the first day of it. Gabriel would treat this campus just as he did the one before it, a breeding ground for trouble and chaos. But then again the campus decently connecting to the prior school didn't look all too different, just an older crowd, some more sophisticated, others just mere punks.

"hey scrawny, outta my way.." A burly hulk would say shoving Gabriel aside.

"By all means Neanderthal." Gabriel said with an encouraging smirk letting the beast lumber off.

Gabriel held himself differently, yes it was a tad bit weaker now, more tired, broken down by the weight he lumbered. He wouldn't last long, what a bad way to start day one, nothing but beaten down waste. Sad.

[Bastille Amtrum]

"You're going to get yourself killed" Bastille smirked from her post against the wall. Not supposed to be out of the hospital...yah well- it wasnt like she hadnt skipped before. Except her had cut her hair short and died it back to the way it had once been-avoid doctors and police and lay low for awhile. She held both her katana and her rapier at her side resting her unbroken arm on their hilts, while that other rested in a sling. She was grinning mischeiviously.

"Oi you!" Bastille ordered the other bigger man to answer her. She also was in no shape to fight but...she was a girl. "It's rude to fight infront of women." Her eyes looked demonic when she glared at the man.

[Gabriel Seran]

Gabriel turned cocking a brow, okay Gabriel might have been in some bad shape but he was sure he could handle Igor over there. And above all else Bastille's comments were strange as though she was still working of a bit of a drug dose, of course from experience Gabriel knew if she'd been in contact with any kind of drugs she'd not be walking all too well.

"I believe I'm fully capable Bastille, thanks though." Gabriel gestured competently stepping forward although with a bit of a limp to his step feeling the sharp weakness stab at him.

Everything took a bit more effort, was a bit more stressed and everything was just a tad harder than it'd once been not too long ago. But Gabriel was optimistic, on the other end things would be better.

[Matrim Gallagher]

And from the darkened corner of the perfectly lit hallway, Matrim totally disguised by the open area that had no cover whatsoever was looming and watching.... okay so he was in plain view licking a Popsicle, what of it? In any case Gabriel didn't seem all himself, and the hit woman herself seemed perfectly content with giving Gabe a hard time, so maybe he had suffered a serious injury lately or something? Either way Matrim was definitely curious, wandering the halls of what would probably soon be his school.

"What's up, you got a bad case of exhaustion or something? You don't look like you're quite yourself there Gabe, getting shoved by some random chump... I would imagine he'd be dog food by now but he's still breathing and you aren't covered with someone else's blood."

Hmm, and she's here huh? That's strange.