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 Posted: Fri Oct 22, 2010 10:36 pm
We will make it out of here alive. He has no hold on me and my soul belongs elsewhere. That's why the void hurt her so much more than she assumed a lot of the void users...but that was another matter entirely. And she did not consider herself a 'user' as it were. She hated the void. And it loved her for it. Blasted darkness.
She watched Gabriel's eyes change. Rogue watched him levitate off the ground. Rogue knew she too was capable of this.
In knowing Cady...she had learned many things, but she also did not exploit this capability unless provoked, or needed.
Most their prey and/or enemies were earthbound. Or earthbound enough.
The cold riveted through her gut again. Was the void trying to tell her something? She didn't know.
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Posted: Fri Oct 22, 2010 10:54 pm
The woman snarled at Gabriel as the lights went out. A dark, inhuman laugh burst out of the possessed woman's mouth, and echoed throughout the church as Gabriel's eyes turned red.
"Soon, soon...." She hissed through her teeth. And just as Gabriel flew up at her, Shinigami released the woman from possession, and she began falling. A terrified scream escaped her throat and her eyes widened as she saw Gabriel bolting toward her, and fear paralyzed her as gravity took her mortal body.
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From one of the roof access windows, sat Shinigami, watching the whole ordeal, as he remotely manipulated the poor unfortunate woman. What a fool Gabriel was to reveal himself like that, Shinigami now had an idea of what kind of power he would be up against.
A dark, fanged smile crept onto the Fallen's face as he watched Gabriel soar the the air towards the woman. At that moment he released her from possession. He chuckled under his breath, and dissipated into a cloud of shadow, which evaporated into the air as if he wasn't even there.
He would be back, and soon....
((Exit))
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Posted: Fri Oct 22, 2010 11:12 pm
When she started to fall Gabriel had noticed the change in her face but it was to late. He felt his hand slide into her abdomen as easily as a sharp knife would. He stopped himself from mutilating her further and came back down to the ground. Looking at Rogue he pulled his hand out of her and then looked at her shocked and confused eyes. The poor woman, she had no idea what kind of day she would have when she woke up this morning and now she would never see another sunrise again. Gently he reached his fingers around her neck and with a simple flick of his wrist her neck snapped and she was gone. Crossing himself he said a prayer over her and stood up.
"We need to go to the HQ. There we can talk a little more if you have questions."
Walking passed Rogue he exited the church and looked around to see if he could spot any sign of the demon. He didn't see it and the area felt safe...as safe as it could be full of other oddities. Rogue would be okay. Gabriel disappeared much faster than the humans could see and made for home.
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Posted: Sun Oct 24, 2010 12:09 pm
At the moment, Rogue didn't know what to think. As the woman lay dead, she looked for a moment wondering on the life she held.
Then she followed Gabriel to the coven.
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 4:10 pm
Gabriel knelt down at the alter and muttered his prayers. He had read the Bible before and in his own opinion whether a vampire considered them self good or evil they were all damned but for some reason he still felt he needed this sometimes. He was geared a little heavier than usual, stolen riot gear. He appeared to be a soldier or SWAT officer, in a dark doorway the priest of the church looked at him from a cracked door. He knew what Gabriel was but he also felt that he was safe, Gabriel did nothing to confirm this for him. Standing up he nodded slightly to the priest and headed for the door. Father, I know you still watch me. Gabriel carried two guns but only two extra clips of ammo, they were not his style. His blood made him a brawler, his armor was redesigned with light ceramic under the fabric in vital areas. His hands had silver knuckles. He had been busy.
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