<hr/><div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/85/e9/b1/85e9b1ed6621e1895679e71ed3c61a00.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: andale mono;"><strong>Name:</strong> Vulcan<br/><strong>Location:</strong>  Lower Atmosphere &gt; Mansion Dining Hall<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong> Saturday, Sept. 2, 2017: Evening<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> Rahne, Bullies, Laura, Bishop<br/><strong>Content:</strong> Slipping back to his old ways</span><br/><hr/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: andale mono;">He was focusing mainly, primarily, almost entirely on Markus. So when Laura hopped onto the table, he didn't even take notice until she screamed out loud enough to get everyone in the room's attention, then sent a glass of milk shattering against the far well. And even then, it was a passing interest at most; those pig stickers she had jutting out of her wrists didn't concern him. Especially from that distance. She wasn't his enemy though; that was just the tactical training kicking in like old times. No, his focus was on Markus and only Markus. He was going to pay for this. She yelled threats, and while he had no doubt she'd follow through...he got here first. <br/><br/><strong>"Stay out of this, Laura! He's mine! I didn't escape the Empire to watch people muzzle someone because they think it's funny! He needs to <em>pay</em>."</strong> Markus for all his money, and this and that and whatever silver spoons and complexes made him the evil asshole he was...none of that seemed to make him smart. Or even simply worried about his own safety. Because even now, with a tiny ball of anger with indestructible claws on one side, and a half-insane energy manipulator on the other, both pissed at him...he continued to make jokes about Rahne. <br/><br/>Something inside Gabriel broke, like it had so many times before when D'Ken set him loose on his enemies like a Dog of War.  <strong>"I'll kill you."</strong> It was so calm, so deliberate, that it sounded nothing like the Gabriel who'd just moments ago was shouting at the top of his lungs. No, this one sounded like...like Vulcan. And that was a very, <em>very</em> bad thing. He was no longer in control of himself. He was simply an instrument, and his target had been chosen. <strong>"If you have a God. Pray. And don't worry. I'll make sure he hears you."</strong> And now it seemed to be a confirmation that Markus would die today.<br/><br/> He'd see what happened when you brought dark things to the light; things better left buried. Gabriel raised a hand, and a tiny orb of energy formed in front of it. Even as small as it was, the power it radiated was massive. And he planned to use it on Markus. There wasn't even anyone around who could stop him. Right now though, he wasn't wondering if this was right or wrong. Killing someone for something like this. He just wondered why Markus didn't seem more scared? Well it was just one of those things that would never be answered he guessed. Bishop's booming voice shook him to the core though, and for an instant he turned to see the older energy manipulator.<br/><br/> His voice wasn't enough to break Gabriel of the programming built into him by years of torture and harsh treatment, though, and calmly, deliberately, he turned back to face Markus again. Before he could fire off his attack, he felt something slam into his energy field. He looked down and saw Bishop's red energy crackling against his own golden glow. <br/><br/>And for a second his shield held, but Bishop increased his power and suddenly a shoulder was digging hard into his stomach. Gabriel almost vomited as he was forced onto his back. The orb still fired in the scuffle, but instead of hitting it's target, it went wide, punching through a window and hitting a tree. Nothing happened for a moment, and Gabriel tried to throw Bishop off, struggling for a few seconds. <strong>"Get off! Let me finish him! His kind are evil!!"</strong> Then the tree blew up, leaving a scorched and black crater just outside. <br/><br/>That seemed to snap Gabriel out of it, and all the fight immediately left him. Now he just lay there, looking up at Bishop with tears streaming from his eyes. <strong>"I...I lost control. I tried so hard to fight it. But what he did to Rahne, I couldn't just. He tortured her. He, he... I didn't want to ki-... I'm sorry. I thought I was better now!"</strong> He put his hands over his eyes and held them there, unwilling for the moment to look at the destruction he'd caused. At the life he'd almost ended because he was still the man D'Ken had made him, no matter how much he thought and acted to the contrary.<br/></span>