<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00ff00">(Miren Baines post) </span><br/><br/><br/>Gabriel was looking upon a surreal 3D model of their known universe suspended in the air with the lights dimmed down for affect. Gabriel reached for a remote and soon made the ceiling lights gradually illuminate as he heard the heavy hissing sound of his main entrance openings after a key card chime. Gabriel's desk was a flat dark crystal that illuminated into a touch screen with multiple windows that popped open and projected their image to him with a 3D interface, reacting to his touch as he waved his hand with a smart glove. The image of Nora appeared with her criminal history and rap sheet, with included videos of her arrest from the shoulder cameras of a swat team that brought her down.<br/><br/>Kayla began stepping down the short flight of long steps that gradually, and curiously, grew into a synthetic turf material mimicking grass. It would seem that Prentiss channeled the water of the massive fish tanks through his office and just before you could get to his side of the medium sized amphitheater, one had to cross a bridge resembling a medieval Japanese style bridge with ornate side rails, a polished bamboo planked walk way, and two Torrey over hangs that had glowing red lamps draped from them. The small bridge went slightly over the tunneling water underneath where the fish could be see swimming with the current.<br/><br/>Just beyond the bridge? A confusing alteration that went from natural turf to a highly polished marble green flooring, L-shape lounges with adjacent coffee tables and what looked like circular mini stages that lit up, most likely for showcasing to clients his newest broken project. Then there was a long stair way cut from white marble that led up to the very top where is large 3D smart desk was located with a huge 128 foot flat screen that made up the wall behind him, projecting an impressive view of the Milky Way.<br/><br/>" That's far enough...," Prentiss then spoke from afar, " Kayla --- you did well. That Mars Central Affairs fool was a pain in the ass. I'll personally insure that 800,000.00 credits will be placed in your account as a kill bonus. Oh --- and I require your companionship later tonight. Midnight blue dress...,"<br/><br/>" Yes Mr. Prentiss," she complied like a trained guard dog as even her facial expression and demeanor changed from a paid huntress to a debutante with a flick of the fingers," and just as she was about to leave Quinn, Prentiss decided to show off, " Kayla...," he then spoke, his voice extremely commanding yet with a tinge of chocolate somewhere floating within his nuance, " Before you leave --- say 'I belong to Gabriel and want to be fucked by him as much as he pleases to' and take your clothes off,"<br/><br/>"Yes Mr. Prentiss," the calm and calculated Kayla replies, " I belong to Gabriel and I want to be fucked by him as much as he pleases to..," with a robotic and on-point repeat of his command before shimmying out of her business attire, placing them in a folded pile with just her heels upon her feet, never missing a beat as her well toned body was displayed. Kayla nodded to Quinn and promptly walked out with a blank face upon her.<br/><br/>And then they were alone.<br/><br/>Quinn could get a picture of Gabriel now. The man was in his mid-thirties, a medium build but highly cut at the same time. Gabriel had emerald greeneyes, raven dark hair tied back into a pony tail, wearing a black collared shirt that was loosely buttoned towards the top from what she could pick out thus far. She would probably find it hard to see the icey and calculating psychotic criminal from looks alone but there was something quite animalistic and dangerous in his eyes.<br/><br/>" Well come on up...," his voice was heard again, " there is no room for hesitation here,"<br/><br/>When Quinn would eventually come closer to the stairs that led up to his stage like a pseudo throne, she would find the body of someone laying crumpled to the side of the steps.<br/><br/>" Ah ah ah...," Gabriel said, " No siteseeing.... that one there attempted to kill me for...good reasons I suppose and for that, I am honoring him by leaving him to rot there for a while. He will be known as The Rotten one. Fitting name now that I think of it he wasn't much of conversationalist and...for what it was worth. He truly was rotting because he contacted a terrible STD. Never mind that business though --- I'll be sure to take care of it. Please! Sit...," as he motioned for her into a very luxurious black leather recliner that was being kept suspended by a gravity well.<br/><br/>The area around Gabriel smelled of sandal wood, blackcurrant, bergamot, apple and pineapple with hints of rose, dry birch, Moroccan jasmine and ambergris vanilla. This was the cologne emanating from him and as Quinn got closer, she found he was also sporting a five day stubble to his face. Gabriel placed another hand upon the glass surface, selecting something from a drop down menu before he closed it. The sound of Beethoven's 5th symphony began to play in the room as the 3D space scape floated majestically behind him.<br/><br/>" Much better don't you think Nora?," he then asked, " Welcome to Transcendence...," as he motioned her to sit down.