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[forourqueen]

When; January 4th, evening
Rating; R for zombieness
Characters; Asshole rogue (forourqueen) and lady in distress (misterblackbird)
Summary; Gabriel has had enough of the ticking. His solution? Kidnap some company.
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[forourqueen]

"None of your business." Gabriel snaps, letting go of Cain's shoulder and roughly shoving the chair back towards the cement wall, not caring if the man cracked his head open again. He expected that question, but how stupid were these useless humans? No names and blindfolded... if he stayed that way, he might have a chance to be let go alive. No face and no name to tell others. Well, at least a chance if he was held by another human. The Forsaken was used to using their prisoners as test subjects and then pieces to make abominations with. Gabriel couldn't remember the last time he had left a target alive.

Putting his hands on each side of Cain's head, he leans in once more. "Now shut up. For every sound I hear from you, I'm taking a finger." To really dig in the point, he snaps his teeth shut just an inch from the other man's nose. "Remember. As long as you are useful..."

Letting go and walking away from the tied-up man, the rogue takes a seat on the old couch he had dragged down in the abandoned cellar. Taking out the communicator again, he quickly looks over the network before drawing both of his daggers. Since he didn't need to eat, sleep or use the bathroom, Gabriel spent his time making sure his equipment was in perfect shape. Soon, the only sound from Cain's captor is a shrill metallic pitch against a sharpening stone.

[ooc: Feel free to post that entry when you think it's appropriate.]