<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#b30059">(Atomic Blondes post) </span><br/><br/><br/>Quinn's eyes gazed around, there was just so much to take in and she was beginning to feel overwhelmed with constant assault to her sensory neurons. Taking a deep breath, her eyes finally made their way up to the top of his small 'tower' he had built for himself and her eyes fell upon the infamous Gabriel Prentis. The first thing that crept into her mind was how sharp he looked, and how his green eyes pierced through the space between them, his black hair making them contrast even more.<br/><br/>Her eyes left him to watch where she was walking over the narrow bridge, finding the entire layout and style of his office to be completely strange to her. If anything she felt like it was trying too hard to be something that it wasn't. She looked over the water before noticing the weird fluctuations in textured flooring and then the lamps. Hearing his voice over the silence she halted in her steps instantly, freezing and letting her eyes snap back to his for a moment.<br/><br/>Her eyes were drawn back to Kayla as he spoke to her and she obeyed like a dog. Any admiration she had for the woman she had seen in the waiting room was gone instantly as her demeanor did a one eighty and everything about her adjusted from a strong confident woman to a brainless sex drone. What a shame, she told herself and resisted shaking her head at the sight. Her eyes followed her as she went back over the bridge before she once again, returned her attention to Gabriel as he spoke once again, his voice prominent in the otherwise peacefulness of the room.<br/><br/>Stopping at the base of the staircase, her eyes found the body off to the side and she had to think for a moment about what it was that she was actually seeing, lingering long enough to receive a mild scolding from the boss above her. Her eyes quickly pulled away from his grotesque trophy, her feet moving rather fluidly up the staircase, her heels didn't make a sound on the marble as she was careful to keep her weight on her toes. It felt like a library...no a mausoleum and she had this urge to be a silent as possible.<br/><br/>Quinn felt slightly relieved when he chose to play some music, despite its dramatic tendencies, it was much better than the silence she had endured until that point. Sitting down across from Gabriel she lifted her eyes off the glass table between them up to his face and made eye contact with his stunning green eyes. She nodded her head once to his question about the music; she agreed wholeheartedly and was grateful for it.<br/><br/>"Thank you Mr. Prentis...this facility is quite the accomplishment, very impressive" She told him softly, her eyes wandering around the room and the screen behind him briefly as she spoke before turning back to his eyes. She was hoping the warning Dallas had given her were more for show than anything at that moment, she felt exhausted and she wasn't sure how much she could tolerate. She also found herself suddenly missing the presence of Dallas, having gotten used to his crude sense of humor she felt alone at that moment and under the scrutiny of the psychopath that was Gabriel Prentis.