Gabriel Cornelius
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Come beautiful flower, join me under the stars
And I shall make all your dreams come true.
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When the door to his office opened, Gabriel looked up from the books he was going over. There was much work to be done, but the group before him caught his interest, more so the silver haired vixen. A slave? he wondered, as he took note of the garment she wore. Delicious. he thought as he watched her from behind his shades. Have the demons brought him a little gift? he wondered as he placed his pen down and closed his book.
"So, what brings you here to my club, demons?" he asked, turning his attention away from the woman to the demon males that accompanied her.
"Our employer has a message for you, Don Gabriel. This little morsel is a peace offering and she holds the message our employer wishes to extend," one of the demons stated.
This intrigued Gabriel. A present from the demons to him? How sweet of them. Standing up, he walked around his desk, completely unaware of the bombs that were being set around his office. Setting a hand on the vampiress that was still snuggling her meal. "Elizabeth, take your dinner and go," he whispered lightly to the vampiress before turning away from her and facing his three guests. "I see. She does looking like a very tasty morsel indeed. I wonder if her blood tastes as sweet as I assume her soul has tasted."
"I would not know that, Don Gabriel," the demon that has been talking replied. He can tell that the two demons were feeling rather nervous around so many vampires as as they should.
"Of course you wouldn't. Not that I like to share either, but such a fine looking female, such as this, is sure to make any male, regardless of race want to keep her all to himself. I am almost surprise that he would let such a," he walked up to her, placing two fingers under her chin, lifting it to meet her gaze, "fine specimen such as this flower, out of his sight." Letting go of her, he turned and faced his desk, taking a few steps to it. By this time, the room was only occupied by himself, and his three guests.
"Now, about that message?" he more stated, then asked as he turned back to face them.