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“I know countless ways to make someone show all their secrets, they keep locked away wherever they go.”
Knife twirling in hand, almost ITCHING to plunge into his former teammate’s neck, Gabriel laughed. An uneven laugh, tittering and uneasy, almost a completely different person in that one sound alone.
“Do you want to make this easy or hard?”
His gaze is even, but recognition of a familiar face in this situation is irritating. It’s a dull blade trying it’s best to cut, and Cecil feels the situation in equal frustration. He doesn’t understand. It’s dissonance, something that doesn’t add up from what he’s seen because pieces are missing.
But understanding isn’t required for this. At least not obviously, at least not in this specific, current question. It’s only betrayal.
"I want a lot of things. I want things to be normal again. I want food, maybe pasta or noodles. I want to watch this building burn to the ground with you inside. I want to jump off a cliff, and I want to drag someone with me."
Scrubbing his face with his hands, the brutal manages another sound and straightens again, stalking ever closer.
“Not a bad idea... I’ve not had a smoke in a while.”
He’s cloaked, or as best cloaked as he can be. He doesn’t trust Luther enough to have a civil conversation, and doesn’t trust he could win a physical altercation even if he gave into his urge. Every molecule of his being, screaming to launch at the other brutal, to tear with teeth and nails like a rabid beast.
Yet all he can think of now is a smoke. It’s been so long. Almost a lifetime ago.
"I know countless ways to make someone show all their secrets, they keep locked away wherever they go."
Knife twirling in hand, almost ITCHING to plunge into his former teammate's neck, Gabriel laughed. An uneven laugh, tittering and uneasy, almost a completely different person in that one sound alone.
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you've been hurt. what you're doing is wrong. there is no doubt. but it's what you need to do. you were not going to roll over and let it just happen. so you did what you had to. and you will continue doing what you had to. when you die, its with fury in your eyes. your opponent says you're stubborn, having kept this up for this long. you laugh, and spit in their face. you curse them until your very last breath.
Unable to see his assailant, Gabe yelped as another slice mark ripped up his arm. Tearing up his sleeve and the flesh beneath it, ultimately dropping the improvised weapon he'd held
"You want to play? Fine. I'll play."
And, giving Maddy one last good kick, the former blu rippled out of existence. Not invisibility, precisely, but such an advanced form of camouflage it was almost impossible to see him until he moved.
Though, one could certainly hear his labored breathing. One hand clumsily ripping the scissors free of his arm, he'd only one good limb to choose. Cover the blood tracks, or arm himself. It was really not a question at all, even as he moved his footprints went with him. Best be able to defend himself when they came at him again.
"Two can tango, but my cloak doesn't run out."
--
Maddy let out a silent gasp when a RED spy reveal himself behind the Brutal. A clear hit to the kidney which, thankfully, had managed to pull the man's attention away from her, at least for the time being. Finally, someone was here to aid here, here to get rid of the horror that tormented her. The heavy burden in her chest loosened, the fear that had gripped her was lessened if only just a little, but there was no time to rest assured just yet. The threat had not been neutralized yet and the tide could still very much turn on both of them. For now, it was spy against spy.
The kick connected with the petite body, knocking the air out of her. She could feel the force behind it, how it bended her lower ribs to the alarming point of braking. A half choked sound was forced out of her with the impact and made her fold in half, clutching herself. All breathe from her lungs was ripped from her. When she tried to inhale the air felt thick and nearly impossible to get back down. Maddy gasped, as someone choking, whimpering and groaning as new pain exploded in her body. Her ribs were damaged, not broken but bruised and bent for sure. Every breath was laboured and painful when she heaved in deeply, leaving her no option but to reduced to shallow and rapid inhales.
--
The medic was in bad shape. Irony, thought Floyd almost coldly. He was not an unfeeling monster, but the rigors of his professional life had long since driven most of the stronger, less useful sensations (panic and worry being two of these) out of him.
"Can you stand, madame docteur?" He hoped the use of her title with a little hint of derision toward her sex would awaken her ire and thus, her adrenaline, if she has any left, and get her moving. It was nothing personal, just the need for expedience.
Biting his tongue (and bringing more blood to the surface), the revenant circled around the two. Aware he was dripping blood everywhere, aware it had pooled in places on the hard tile. But it was also slowing down. Even if the wounds hurt like hell, they were sealing on their own.
Lucky, because he could not afford to get caught. Not here, not now.
this is stupid why are you doing this youre tempting fate stop what are you doing
He wanted to giggle, seeing Maddy so miserable on the ground. Wanted to snicker, wanted to point and laugh. Something he’d never do, even with trusted people around him. But... something about it was just... funny. Something about it brought color to his gray world, something he would’ve once been horrified to see (let alone act), now so... entertaining.
this is bad
The other RED had gotten in his way. The other RED had to go. His arm was slowly, slowly regaining feeling, and he tasted blood as he smiled.
There were many ways to kill someone, and many sharp or heavy implements around them. A pencil would do, maybe several in his hand at once. Straight to the kidney, his favorite target. Lead poisoning? Gabriel could only hope, sidling around the desk to grab another weapon.
His tone bordered on the edge of a giggle fit, though he refused to turn and meet the “doctor’s” eye. Didn’t turn, from where he was hunched over the open drawers of the man’s desk, caught in the act of pawing through the man’s personal belongings.
Toni Gabe wasn’t sure why he was here, initially. Unrest. Boredom. Too much energy and not enough to do. But here he was, and here he’d been discovered.
“I was here first. Haha. Why don’t YOU leave?”
“ these are my belongings. ” what was hidden between bottles and bags was of great personal value, letters written but never sent, photographs bleeding a silent sorrow each time blue eyes caught a glimpse. they were private, extremely meaningful — and now he had his frenzied touch brushing against god knows what, possibly ruining important files in the process. a stern, rapid pace brought ludwig closer to the man, suspicion and wariness no longer hidden behind a persona; only ever fueling his anger, his already - present resentment. the grinding of teeth. the twitching of muscle. one hand swept toni’s wrists together, lifting them out of the drawer and closed it, a loud ‘slam!’ echoing throughout the room, after which he pushed his hands to his chest with a strong shove — away from him.
this was odd. perhaps that was the sole reason he hadn’t lashed out yet : this was atypical behavior. toni was well aware of ludwig’s temper and how he savored the sight of blood and gore, what could possibly prompt him to behave this way ?
He didn't fight back as Ludwig manhandled him. Even relaxed, where his usual response would be to cloak and flee, stiffen and fight back. He found himself wondering... why was this man so scary? After all these years, suddenly it just felt like he was staring as someone as human as he was -- had been. Not some big bad wolf, not some nightmare demon. Just a man.
Toni Gabriel was missing something here, but couldn't -- and wouldn't -- figure out what it might be.
Though, he had been able to stash away a few little bits of paper, a photograph or two -- before the Medic got back. Something to look at later, occupy his time. Something something something...
Stumbling backwards, catching himself deftly, the brutal simply stared. Simply watched.
Then, in rippling waves, disappeared completely from view.
"You know... Posession IS nine tenths of the law."
“ what are you doing here ? ” anger slithered between vowels, wariness clinging desperately to the words that spilled past lips, leaving a sour taste behind in his mouth. the medic generally didn’t mind the blu team — their rivalry was irrelevant outside of work, a fabricated hatred wearing off the moment they were victorious / or, found themselves defeat. with him, it was different. still - gloved hand reached for his ubersaw, fingers curling around its handle to prepare himself : if this were to end in violence, he’d prefer to defend himself.
His tone bordered on the edge of a giggle fit, though he refused to turn and meet the "doctor's" eye. Didn't turn, from where he was hunched over the open drawers of the man's desk, caught in the act of pawing through the man's personal belongings.
Toni Gabe wasn't sure why he was here, initially. Unrest. Boredom. Too much energy and not enough to do. But here he was, and here he'd been discovered.
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The flamethrower ignites with a pop, but the trigger isn't pulled. Yet. He knows he can't cause any ruckus within teufort but... if the man attacked him first, that first night, then surely there was some leeway with considering him 'just a civillian'?
"You're not hard to track down, I just never had the time. Too busy fucking your lovely niece into oblivion, oh she loves screaming my name that all the neighbors can hear."
One could almost see the gears turning in Gabriel’s head, staring at her and the collar in turn. The symbolism disturbed him to an extent. Here he was, feeling more free than he’d ever been, and she came along to hold him down. Even if he did ask for it, his pride was still strong.
Disappearing in waves, he’s quick to sidestep his position.
“There are better ways to teach me, you know.”
“There are worse ways, too. Believe me,” Shi says with uncharacteristic grimness. She takes a threatening step towards him. Her fingers touch her own collar, one with a silver ring in the center, studded by matching rivets. 21 gave her her first collar, a long time ago, and reintroduced them to her when she’d died and been reborn. It was a symbol for her, and it could be a symbol for Gabriel, too.
“Choose it. As a reminder that you need to control yourself. Or someone else will do it for you.”
His tone was accusatory, almost indignant. Angry. Prideful. He didn’t need anyone else telling him what to do, that’s all anyone had ever done! And hell on wheels, if she thought she would collar him, she was out of her damn mind.
Sidestepping again, he makes sure to stay as invisible as he can. Avoiding her and her collar, avoiding all touch whatsoever.
“I’ve not gotten in any trouble yet, I’ve no need for a collar like a common dog.”
He stands his ground, watching her. She’ll have to beat him in a fight if she wants to collar him, if only that he can act like a little shit. She’d need some of her own medicine once in a while.
“Leather isn’t very strong either, Shi.”
“No, but it looks good.” she says with a little smirk. “And I still don’t care. Because it’s that shit that’s going to get you back on Luther’s radar for a real kill.”
“You know what’s never happened to me? Anyone pulling the alarm on my ass. You’re starting this off on the wrong foot, my friend.”
Shi fiddles with the clasp, opening the collar for a throat to receive it. “You asked me to teach you. And that means hard lessons, too. Come here and take it or I’ll goddamn make you.”
One could almost see the gears turning in Gabriel's head, staring at her and the collar in turn. The symbolism disturbed him to an extent. Here he was, feeling more free than he'd ever been, and she came along to hold him down. Even if he did ask for it, his pride was still strong.
Disappearing in waves, he's quick to sidestep his position.
He stands his ground, watching her. She'll have to beat him in a fight if she wants to collar him, if only that he can act like a little shit. She'd need some of her own medicine once in a while.
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Indignant, Gabriel huffs. Not looking her in the eye. He doesn't want to talk about WHY she'd say such a thing, but doesn't fancy being reigned in any more than he already is
His choice of words was chilling. It was not the response she had expected, but again what did she expect? That he would be kind enough to leave and not cause a scene? That their relationship still managed to pull his heart strings and like some soppy movie? Maybe, yes. A part of her had hoped for it but another part of her felt the cold in his tone, the lack of care and emotions. The sentiment had vanished and now she was alarmed.
Toni took a step forward and Maddy mirror it and took a step back. The same choking aura she felt with Pauling was filling this room too. The sense of dread, of angst, of fear! The sense of being in the same room as an apex predator looking for its next kill. She was a rabbit in the wolf’s den!
The way he moved looked unnatural. Jagged and twitching like he was experiencing an itch or something that was causing him annoyance. Maddy swallowed a thick lump while keep her eyes on him all the time. She backed towards her desk, hoping her back would reach the edge soon, she knew an old pair of scissors were placed together with the rest of the stationary. It was used for cutting papers but now it would be an improvised weapon to defend herself as she inched closer to the alarm button under he desk.
-“Toni… Don’t do this. I will fight back and I will sound the alarm!”
“Toni is dead.”
He keeps advancing, an almost distant look in his eye. Without the mask on as he usually wore it, his expressions were much easier to gauge. Crazed. Confused, almost. Not all present. But just present enough to track her movements, watching her hands.
ᵖˡᵉᵃˢᵉ ᵏᶦˡˡ ᵐᵉ. ᵖˡᵉᵃˢᵉ. ᶦ ᶜᵃⁿᵗ ˢᵗᵒᵖ
“You’ve known as much. He’s not been at any battles, not seen you in his downtime. Not even seen him smoking in his usual places. Don’t you think that’s a little odd? Even for a Spy?”
An almost laugh stutters its way past his lips, like he wasn’t sure to keep it to himself or not. Hands almost trembling from anticipation. Would her screams alert the team before her supposed alarm? Would they be able to do anything? By the time they got there? Surely not. And surely it was a bad idea, killing someone within her own boundaries. Though he couldn’t tell, they were certainly in RED. Why would she be in BLU?
He missed colors, but... not as much as he might’ve thought. It would be a shame to see such a pretty shade of red in greytone. He remembered, at least, that he could admire such a shade... Or was that now, his inhibitions were all but absent?
“Sure, he’s disappeared here and there. Gone on assignments. Dealt with your shitheel uncle. But he’s always come back, no? Where is he then? I’ll have to say, I’m surprised no one has fucking asked about it. Sincerely. You might notice a surreal lack of back stabbing, don’t you think? I think you would.”
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