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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Ashrem Bayle" data-source="post: 756928" data-attributes="member: 3103">Wednesday December 11th, 20038:45 PM, Claire's DinerGabriel sat quietly, his dark leather coat wrapped around him, and his cane resting on his legs. He could still feel the warmth coursing through him from the blood he had recently taken from a hooker on the corner. That was his preffered prey. Hookers, bums, petty criminals... Gabriel hunted from the scum of the world. He moved silently through the night, removing those who wouldn't be missed. They where society's sickness, and he was a cure. At least, that's how he justified it to himself. Maybe it was God's will. Was it their time? Had he not taken them, might they have died in a car wreck? It wasn't the first time he saw the irony in his name. Like the angel of death, Gabriel descended upon the mortal world and delivered those of his choosing unto God.Nikolai's voice focused his wondering thoughts. "I don't know." Gabe was obviously unhappy about this little assignent. He had better things to do. He had no desire to hunt Sabbat and rogues. As long as they didn't interfere with his own plans, he didn't care what they did. Well... the Sabbat could be a threat, but anarchs were little more than a pests to the Prince and Primogen council.He sighed. "So tell me Nikolai. How did you get involved with Qadir in the first place?"OOC: Gabriel has 5 little blood marbles created from Principle Focus of Vitae Infusion. He has max blood points.</blockquote>

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