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[left [pic http://i67.tinypic.com/29c9elf.jpg]][center [size14 [Cutive+Mon What was happening to him? First the night in his hospital bed, now this... something outside of Pandora's room? Her eyes when he had caressed her- he couldn't think about that right now. They both had bigger problems, in particular, a Moira problem. He watched her crawl back onto her bed and felt a twinge of guilt as he noticed she was skinnier than usual, and the dark circles under those luminous golden eyes.
"[b It wasn't your fault. I didn't give you time to do much of anything if you wanted to stop me,]" Gabe replied before taking her invitation to sit next to her on the bed. He laid at the foot of her bed, staring at the blank ceiling as Pandora spoke. He knew that she was right, they couldn't just haphazardly run in and attempt to kill one of the most powerful people in Talon. Even if the organization stood for chaos, it wouldn't permit it within their ranks. He sighed, placing his hands behind his head.
"[b Lets not talk about her anymore, at least not today. I'm sick of that woman tormenting us like this. If we ignore her, maybe it won't be as bad,]" He said softly, glancing over to Pandora. Her dark hair, her bright eyes, the freckles dusted across her cheeks. Why hadn't he noticed how pretty she was before? He blinked, and the moment was gone. Rather than address what he was feeling, he cleared his throat. "[b Change into something more suitable, we're gonna get you back on a training regimen.]" He said and stood up quickly, turning away to give her some privacy.
[center [size12 Pandora wasn't so much ashamed of how she was dressed. She was taught this kind of stuff before her days of Overwatch, being in a special program that made her do and say things that would get government secrets and other information from very important people, but it was more shaming that she felt embarrassed to stand in from of Gabriel in such a demeaning manner. She always held Gabriel in such a high respect that she allowed tensions to grow so strong between them that it reduced them to [i this].]]
[center [size12 When Gabriel draped his jacket around her, the tension and the embarrassed seamlessly disappeared. She felt safe, actually. With his arm around her shoulder, it added to the safe feeling even more so. She couldn't help, but to kind of awkwardly half smile. She cleared her throat and nodded as she was led back to her room.]]
[center [size12 Pandora was about to speak when she felt the hand on her cheek. She looked up at him with these brightly lit, gold eyes, like life had been breathed back into them. She was kind of awe stricken by him in the moment before she felt his hand slip away. She was to grab his hand and put it back against her face, but she kept herself from doing that. She then turned to head back into her room.]]
[center [size12 [i [#FF0000 "I'm sorry, it was foolish for me to just run out there in this,"]] she gestured to herself before crawling back into her bed. Her once muscular body had almost turned into a little bit too skinny than most people, who knew Pandora, would be used to. Lack of eating properly and sleep will do that to someone.]]
[center [size12 [i [#FF0000 "Come here, let's sit and talk about Moira,"]] Pandora moved, once more, patting the extra space next to her for Gabriel to sit. [i [#FF0000 "We can't be irrational about this information that we have. We have to be smart or this could put both you and I in a dangerous position,"]] Pandora murmured quietly. She felt like Moira was everywhere around them. Like she was always listening in on everyone's conversation, at one. It was a kind of creepy and unsettling feeling.]]
[left [pic http://i67.tinypic.com/29c9elf.jpg]][center [size14 [Cutive+Mon "[+red Gabriel, no.]"
The sound of Pandora's voice behind him made Gabriel stop his swift pace. He did not turn to face her, but he let her catch up to him and closed his eyes while she pled her case.
"[+red Gabriel, you cannot do anything about this. You can't kill Talon's leading scientist and medical expert. You would put us in such a bad position,]" she said. Gabriel figured that she was only partially correct. He could kill Moira, he would damn well enjoy doing so. It wouldn't necessarily fix anything and it would put him at least in a bad position with the leaders of Talon, but it would make him feel a little bit better.
"[+red Please just come back to my room and we talk about this more, okay?]" Gabriel hadn't given her any time to change if she wanted to stop him, so he deduced that she was standing in the corridor with only the attire she had had on when he left. He heard the discomfort in her voice and felt just a twinge of guilt. It was his fault that she was in such a compromising position, after all. She pleaded with him again to follow her back to her room and Gabe sighed heavily. She was probably right, if he did something stupid the higher-ups would bring in Pandora to break him, even if he left her completely out of the situation. In one swift motion, Gabe pulled off his jacket and draped it over her shoulders; it was long enough that it covered more than the skimpy t-shirt she was wearing. He kept one arm around her shoulders, both a protective gesture and to help keep the jacket there, as he began to walk slowly back to her room.
"[b I'm sorry for making you go out like that. You shouldn't have had to do that,]" Gabe said softly when they had reached Pandora's door. He lifted his hand and brushed it gently across her soft, freckled cheek. [i No.] He couldn't do this, at least not right now. Gabe pulled his hand away quickly and returned it to his side before opening the door for her and ushering her inside.
[center [size12 Pandora, like life had been breathed back into her, quickly stood up with a burst of energy to stop Gabriel. It was a mistake to tell him. His emotions were going to get the best of him. She struggled for a moment, getting used to walking once again before hurrying towards the door that Gabriel had shifted through. She swallowed hard, pulling the door open and closed it behind her. [i [#FF0000 "Gabriel, no,"]] she whispered in a harsh, gruff tone before shaking her head.]]
[center [size12 [i [#FF0000 "Gabriel, you cannot do anything about this. You can't kill Talon's leading scientist and medical expert. You would put us in such a bad position,"]] she shook her head, hoping that he wouldn't think that she was trying to protect Moira. Pandora hated the woman just as much, if not more, than Gabriel.]]
[center [size12 [i [#FF0000 "Please just come back to my room and we talk about this more, okay?"]] Pandora urged him to come with her. She was blatantly standing in the hallway with nothing more than a big t-shirt and underwear on. It made her mildly uncomfortable and she just wanted him to come with her. It was something that they needed to talk about before making any kind of move on Moira. Things would head south very quickly if they tried harming one of the most intelligent scientists that has ever worked for Talon. They would be killed them brought back to life again just to be murdered again. It wasn't a smart move on Gabriel's part to say anything right now.]]
[center [size12 [i [#FF0000 "Please, Gabe. Just come back to my room,"]] Pandora held a desperate hand that was urging him to come with her, not to make a reckless decision because of his emotions. Her eyes screamed [i stop this] and her posture was stiff and mildly fearful.]]
[left [pic http://i67.tinypic.com/29c9elf.jpg]][center [size14 [Cutive+Mon The sad puppy look on Pandora's face almost made Gabriel feel bad for how he was acting - almost. He had to remember how [i she] had acted to warrant this treatment. He watched her pull the tray of food onto her lap, then scooch over on her bed to make room for him to sit. Gabriel pondered whether or not he should accept her unspoken offer, or if he should stay in his place by the door. Eventually, he decided to sit by her. The quiet '[i I'm sorry]' was what got him to cave in. He stiffly sat down by her side, his hands placed firmly on his thighs. Her voice as she spoke was quiet, but it was brimming with anger and hate. She had piqued his interest, and the anger in her voice only intensified that.
"[b Explain what you mean by that, Pandora,]" Gabriel said, matching her soft tone and shifting slightly on her bed. The way Pandora was acting made Gabe nervous; she was always loud when she was upset, but at this moment she was as quiet as a mouse. They sat in silence together for a moment before Pandora cleared her throat and spoke her mind.
The theory shocked Gabriel - he knew it shouldn't have, Moira had always given him the creeps in their Blackwatch days, but it did anyway. Of course, he had known she was into some shady shit , they all had been, in Blackwatch. But morphing himself and Pandora into walking dead killing machines? That was too much to handle, even for Gabriel. He growled quietly and tensed slightly as he glared [s through] at Pandora's door, in the direction Moira had sauntered off to. He barely even registered the shadows licking at his form, too busy thinking about Moira's sadistic actions. As Pandora laid down, Gabriel stood, a swift, smooth motion, and made his way to the door.
"[b I'm going to kill that woman,]" He stated simply before shifting into his wraith form and floating through the door.
[center [size12 Things went from worse to even more worse when she saw Gabriel walk in. She knew that she had alienated herself from him and it wasn't the best course of action to go through, but she did not have the courage to tell him. She felt ashamed when she looked at him with soft, golden eyes. Her body tensed up at the threat of shoving the food down her throat. At least he was still caring, even if he was a bit rough and gruff about it. She nodded her head before she took a hold of the tray and pulled it into her lap. She glanced down at the food with a hard stare. She wasn't hungry, but she knew that she needed to eat, or she would be forced to eat.]]
[center [size12 [i [#FF0000 "I'm sorry,"]] she murmured quietly before moving slightly to the other side of her bed, patting a space next to her for Gabriel to sit next to her. She began eating slowly, taking casual sips of water in between bites. [i [#FF0000 "I know all of this seems like I must hate you or want nothing to do with you, but honestly, it is quite the opposite. It has to do with Moira and something she has done to not only me, but you too,"]] she murmured in a soft, but hateful voice. A type of hateful that no one could really describe in words, it was just bitter and angry sounding, even though her voice was soft.]]
[center [size12 Pandora was running over how she was going to tell Gabriel. How things would turn out, what Gabriel would do if he knew the truth about Moira. She turned them both into fighting machines, incapable of dying so easily. They would live on past the people in their lives, until eventually their bodies decay from prolonged exposure. She shuttered at the idea before clearing her throat.]]
[center [size12 [i [#FF0000 "I remember Moira from our days in Blackwatch. She was an awful person that no one really liked and Angela Zieglar was the first person to call it when Moira began experimenting with immoral medical practices. Guess what? We were the first guinea pigs, Gabriel. The living dead,"]] Pandora chuckled, finishing up her food before placing it aside. [i [#FF0000 "She is the reason why we aren't dead and the reason why we can do the things that we can do, you know? I overheard her talking to someone about it right after we got back from Numbani,"]] she leaned back into her pillows before rolling her eyes.]]
[left [pic http://i67.tinypic.com/29c9elf.jpg]][center [size14 [Cutive+Mon It had been exactly three weeks, one day, and seven hours since Pandora had spoken to Gabriel. It had been exactly two weeks, five days, and five hours since he had been released from the medical ward. Gabriel found himself both confused and hurt at the treatment he had been getting from Pandora since the first day he had woken up. Whenever he tried to approach, whether it was to ask to train or even just for a smoke, she had ignored him completely. He wasn't sure why it hurt him so much to have her ignore him; he had known they would both change after what they had been through, but going so far as to pretend he didn't exist...
Gabriel knew that Pandora wasn't eating regularly. Despite his best efforts to not let her recent attitude get to him, he was worried about her and often checked in with the kitchen to see if she had eaten. The answer was often no. He had taken to leaving a small tray outside her door just in case, but it was always left untouched.
Gabriel regularly asked Moira about Pandora, and though Moira probably knew everything that was going on, she put on an air of innocence and ignorance every time. It infuriated him, and he began to train every day after asking about Pandora to vent his anger. However, today, Moira had told Gabe that she planned to confront Pandora about her recent behavior and asked that he come along. He had, of course, agreed, and stood beside Pandora's door just out of sight when Moira knocked and entered. The two women spoke for only a moment before Moira exited again, hands empty. She only shrugged at him before flouncing away in that annoying way only she did.
Gabriel had to admit his anger and frustration at Pandora for what she had been doing lately, not taking care of herself, hiding, and ignoring everyone. As he silently walked into Pandora's room, he resolved to try and keep his anger from showing, but when it came down to it, he failed. Small shadows swathed his form as he spoke to her.
"[b You need to eat. So do it,]" Gabriel stated, his voice cold. He crossed his arms in front of his chest and leaned on the wall next to her door. "[b Listen to me or don't, but I'll force that food down your gullet if I have to.]" His voice was even more gravelly and raspy than it had been, thanks to the punctured lung he had received in Numbani.]]]
[center [size12 It had been a few weeks since their mission, Pandora had done something extremely uncharacteristic of her. She withdrew herself into a kind of hiding fashion. There hadn't been any missions for her and Gabriel since what had happened at the museum due to their recovery and getting full working order back to their bodies and minds. Pandora had actually done worse since she hadn't left the Talon Headquarters. Something about sitting still and stewing in silence had actually gotten to her in a bad way. She ignored everyone around her, including Gabriel Reyes.]]
[center [size12 Pandora hadn't eaten today. It was pushing 4 o'clock in the evening. She was lying on her back, staring up at the ceiling with cold, golden eyes. She had no emotion on her face other then this blank, unblinking stare that was almost glaring into some imaginary being that wasn't there. She was rolling over thoughts of Moira in her head. That woman had done a number on Pandora with little words spoken between them.]]
[center [size12 Pandora then rolled over, clearing her throat. She wanted to leave her room, but her body was refusing her want. She wanted to see Gabriel, tell him everything that she knew about Moira, but she couldn't. That would throw a wrench in all of this and screw everything up because she was being emotional over something that actually brought Gabriel back to life.]]
[center [size12 A soft, but sharp knock pulled Pandora out of her mind and she snapped her head towards the door before she watched it open. That red haired woman with a tray of simple, but yet delicious looking food with a cup of water on the side. [i [#778899 "At this point, it would be inhuman not to worry about you, Pandora Nova,"]] Moira had a smirk on her face, like she felt good tormenting her by being in this room with her.]]
[center [size12 [i [#FF0000 "Don't test me, I am not afraid to die again just to make sure you die,"]] Pandora huffed quietly as she sat up. The tray was sitting next to her on a nightstand.]]
[center [size12 [i [#778899 "Just eat something. Gabriel has been asking about you. You might want to stop whatever this is and talk to him,"]] Moira motioned to Pandora and around her room before turning on her heels to walk out of the room.]]
[center [size12 Pandora had never really hated someone as much as she hated Moira. Something about that woman just really hit a nerve, other than the obvious. She hated the way Moira looked at people, the way she spoke, and how she just knew everything and it felt like she thought she was better than everyone. It made Pandora angry that she played God and brought not only her, but Gabriel back to this horrible life that they should have never been brought back to.]]
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[center [size14 [Cutive+Mon Though the situation would make one think otherwise, Gabriel felt at peace with Pandora lying next to him. He could tell that she felt the same way, peaceful and relaxed. She had tensed up a bit when Gabe had touched her shoulder, so he pulled away and returned his hand to his side.
"[+red Yeah, that little British twat will get what is coming to her eventually. But you got the worse of it. I'm really happy you're fine.]" Gabriel smiled slightly, amused by Pandora's concern, as she sat up, slowly and gently to avoid jostling his bruised form.
"[b I appreciate it, Nova. I'm glad someone is doing better than me.]" Gabe chuckled, glancing at Pandora, scanning her body for signs of other injury while she leaned over to the heart monitor.
"[+red I heard that this was bothering you and Moira knows that she can turn this down. She's fucking with you. She is such a vile woman.]" Pandora grumbled as she turned down the volume knob on the heart monitor. Gabe would never admit such a thing, but he had completely forgotten about it once Pandora had laid by his side. He blinked from surprise at the pure hatred in her voice when she spoke of Moira. Gabe didn't like the woman either, she seemed to go out of her way to make things difficult, but that didn't mean he hated her. He resolved to ask about it some other time, though, as Pandora carefully curled back into the bed, resting her head on his chest.
"[b Does it sound... normal to you? My heart, I mean?]" Gabriel murmured, his already gravelly voice accentuated by his drowsiness. His body was so cold that he almost didn't notice Pandora's growing warm, but once he did, he placed a hand on her back. "[b I've been through enough, don't you think? No need to set me on fire, too.]" He said with a small smile, looking down at her. Without thinking about it, he began rubbing her back gently with his thumb in an attempt to comfort her. Gabe knew that she would tell him what was wrong when she was ready, so he didn't ask what was bothering her, though curiosity dogged at the edge of his thoughts. Instead, he just looked at her, studying her form intently.]]]
[center [size12 Pandora pushed her face into the pillow that they were sharing and sighed softly. Her body tensed at the touch her shoulder had received. She did not know what was in her to get this close to Gabriel, but it felt oddly comforting. Something she had always wanted to do, but never had the courage to do until now. She felt at peace and all right, in this moment.]]
[center [size12 [i [#FF0000 "Yeah, that little British twat will get what is coming to her eventually,"]] she looked at Gabriel once more with golden eyes. [i [#FF0000 "But you got the worse of it. I'm really happy you're fine,"]] she quietly murmured to him before leaning up carefully not to disturb his resting position.]]
[center [size12 [i [#FF0000 "I heard that this was bothering you and Moira knows that she can turn this down. She's fucking with you,"]] she rolled her eyes, turning the knob just slightly which caused the volume of the heart monitor to lower. [i [#FF0000 "She is such a vile woman,"]] she grumbled. The hate seeped from Pandora's voice, which was a rare sound to come from Pandora. Pandora had a rather aggressive voice, powerful and stern, but her voice was never hateful and bitter in the least.]]
[center [size12 Pandora rolled her eyes at her own statement of Moira before carefully lowering herself back into the laying down position. She curled up against Gabriel, her head curled against Gabriel's chest. She was listening to his heart with a content expression. She knew he was still at least somewhat human, even though Moira took his humanity away. Her body began to heat up at the mere thoughts of Moira touching Gabriel, taking everything human from him.]]
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[center [size14 [Cutive+Mon The incessant beeping had not stopped when Moira left. Gabriel had hoped that it would, though deep down he knew it wouldn't. It came with the territory of being in a hospital bed; a heart monitor was required. It seemed to be slower than a normal heartbeat, but perhaps that was just his ears playing tricks. He did have a concussion, after all. His entire body still ached, but his mind was pulled from the pain when Pandora entered.
"[+red I hate that woman.]" She said simply, referring to Moira, and it made Gabriel chuckle, which sent a spike of pain through his chest, causing him to wince.
"[b Don't make me laugh, Nova. It hurts.]" He noticed the beeping of the heart monitor sped up just a small bit when Pandora laid down next to him in the large hospital bed. They had only been this close once before, a Blackwatch mission to Russia had forced them to stay this close to conserve warmth. This, though. This was different.
"[+red I could kill you for getting hurt like this. How are you feeling?]" Pandora asked, her face cracked in a goofy smile. For a moment, Gabriel didn't answer, he just looked at her. She had laid down next to him, facing him, but her face had grown peaceful. He had never truly noticed the freckles splayed across her cheeks, or the way her lips parted just slightly when she relaxed, or the way her eyes sparkled like liquid gold when the light hit them just right. He blinked, finally remembering that she had asked him a question.
"[b Everything hurts like a bitch. But I'm a big boy. I'll live. What about you? You got injured in Numbani too.]" He gently caressed the shoulder that he knew was the one that got shot, worry wrinkling his brow just a small bit.]]]
[center [size12 What felt like weeks had only been days, Pandora was waiting for Gabriel to wake up. She was anxious ridden and worried sick, but deep down, she knew that Gabriel was going to be okay. Pandora had retreated away from the medical ward when Gabriel was originally omitted because of a particular woman. Granted, they used to get along back in their Overwatch days, but now, Pandora could only glare at her. Pandora found out some very vile things about Moira that did not sit very well with her.]]
[center [size12 Pandora was never one to judge Moira's ideology of how she went about science and medicine, but what she had done was place a curse on Gabriel's life that would prove very hard to die in the end. Gabriel was stuck in this constant decaying and regenerating life. Cells decayed, but regenerated constantly. He was a walking dead person and it was all because of Moira. Pandora wasn't okay with that.]]
[center [size12 But no matter how much she distrusted Moira, Pandora came into the hospital room every day, asking about Gabriel. Moira and Pandora would talk about the old days and even about their old lives. It was kind of nice, to a point. But, Pandora still did not let that cloud of her thoughts of Moira. No matter how nice the woman was to her, Pandora still kept herself guarded and rightfully so.]]
[center [size12 This day wasn't really different from others, Pandora was being checked out by one of the other doctors. Her wounds were still lingering. She had a few cracked ribs, bruising, and severe cuts as well as a bullet hole in her shoulder. Nothing as bad as Gabriel though. She thanked the doctor after everything seemed fine enough and walked to Gabriel's room. The door was opened and Gabriel was awake. Pandora's heart sunk in surprise and she was silent.]]
[center [size12 Before Pandora said anything, she glared at Moira's back as she left the room before walking in. She shut the door behind her, [i [#FF0000 "I hate that woman."]] Pandora was mainly mumbling to herself before approaching the bed. She didn't just stand or sit there beside his bed, Pandora actually climbed into the bed with Gabriel, it was big enough to allow them to lay down comfortably.]]
[center [size12 [i [#FF0000 "I could kill you for getting hurt like this,"]] Pandora mumbled quietly as she looked at Gabriel. She gave him a goofy smile, [i [#FF0000 "how are you feeling?"]] Pandora laid down in the bed right besides Gabriel with a peaceful expression on her face. She wanted to tell Gabriel what she found out about Moira, but she wasn't. Not yet.]]
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[center [size14 [Cutive+Mon Gabriel's chest was overcome with a sharp, white hot pain as Pandora wrapped her arm around him and pulled them up, out of the museum. He had had cracked ribs before, but he was sure that these were truly broken, which meant that they had only a short amount of time before he would start bleeding internally as well; that was, if he hadn't already. He felt very dizzy, and somewhat nauseous - a concussion too? Christ above, he was going to kill that monkey the next time he got a chance. Gabriel had barely noticed that Pandora had laid him on the roof of the museum and had been speaking to him.
"[+red Call the helicopter back.]" Pandora's usually fiery personality had become subdued, her voice soft and... was that a hint of worry hounding at her words? Gabriel tried to take a deep breath, but was met with a stabbing, twisting pain that made him wince; he had forgotten how painful a cracked rib was, much less a broken one. He gingerly moved his hand up to press on his earpiece, switching the frequency to the one the helicopter pilot was using.
"[b Get the bird, back here, and be quick, about it. We've both, been injured.]" It was difficult to speak when his ribs were threatening to puncture his spleen, or worse, a lung, but his earpiece was the only one equipped with the frequency that they needed, so he pushed through the pain. He glanced at Pandora as she sat down next to him, but winced every time she touched his chest. "[b You're, you're injured too, Nova. Don't worry too, much about me. I'll, be fine.]" Then, Gabriel Reyes blacked out.
Gabriel thought he might go insane. He hadn't opened his eyes yet, but the steady beeping of the heart monitor was driving him crazy. He wasn't sure how long it had been since the Numbani incident, and he was afraid to find out, so his eyes had been sealed shut for the past three hours. Finally, he couldn't take it any longer. "[b Turn that damn thing off or I'm going to shoot it to bits.]" A chuckle emanated from a dark corner near the door.
"[+purple I wouldn't recommend that, Mr. Reyes.]" For a moment, Gabriel thought it was Pandora, the Irish lilt to her voice threw him off. But Pandora would never call him Mr. Reyes, and the voice was just a smidge too low to be her. He recognized this voice... Moira. A shiver ran down Gabriel's spine; he had never liked the woman, and he wasn't exactly pleased to find that she had followed Pandora and himself into service with Talon. "[+purple Four broken ribs, two cracked, a punctured and half collapsed lung, a severe concussion, and a large laceration on your chest. You certainly took a beating, Mr. Reyes.]" Moira hadn't yet revealed her face from the shadows, but Gabriel could hear the sneer in her voice.
"[b Just tell me how long until I can get outta here, or at least until I can have visitors, other than you.]" Another chuckle came from the corner where Moira was standing.
"[+purple You must stay on bed rest for another day or two, but you are allowed visitors now. In fact, you have one waiting now.]" Light flooded into the room as Moira pulled open the door and exited, allowing Pandora to enter. Gabriel sighed in relief.
"[b Nova, you're okay...]"]]]
[center [size12 Pandora rolled over onto her back, coughing a few times. [i Miserable ape,] she thought to herself before picking herself up off of the floor. Her body was still very much headed, her hands still very on fire. She then calmed down, the fire disappeared from her hands and grabbed her gun that had been tossed across the floor. [i [#FF0000 "Please, Oxton. Let's make this easier, okay?"]] She was faced with dealing with the little girl. She didn't even fire her gun, ever change she got, she gave Tracer a swift smack with her gun. [i [#FF0000 "I was there when you were introduced this stabilizer to help you stay in one place, so don't think your endless blinking around is going to help you,"]] Pandora chuckled before looking around for a moment. [i [#FF0000 "I can predict your every move, little girl,"]] she smacked Tracer once more, kicking her to the side.]]
[center [size12 This gave Pandora enough to time to react to what Gabriel wanted. Get the gauntlet and leave. She couldn't leave without him. She glanced around before seeing what appeared to be Gabriel, but something far more terrifying. She stood there and patiently waited, eyeing him in a awing fashion before seeing everything head further south. She swallowed hard, watching Gabriel being tossed across the floor in a violent manner.]]
[center [size12 Pandora holstered her rifle, grabbing the gauntlet quickly before walking over to Gabriel. [i [#FF0000 "Come on, Boss,"]] she softly sighed, grabbing a hold of him before grapple hooking out of the building. She, thankfully, wasn't as injured as Gabriel was. She managed to get out of there with bruising, a cracked rib, some guns, and a bullet hole in her shoulder from Tracer. She landed carefully onto the roof and placed Gabriel down.]]
[center [size12 [i [#FF0000 "Call the helicopter back,"]] she murmured softly, sitting down next to the man. She began poking a probing at his injuries. She had some knowledge in the medical field. She could at least do something baseline to help him before they get back to the base.]]
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[center [size14 [Cutive+Mon "[+red They sent that miserable ape with Cadet Oxton. Oh my god, seriously? I'm about to rip them apart.]"
"[b Easy, Nova. We're here to get the gauntlet, not exact revenge.]" Despite his words, Gabriel was almost as irritated as Pandora that the monkey and the Oxton girl were the ones assigned to the job. He heard a quiet thump behind him as Pandora hit the floor, and almost as soon as she did so, chaos erupted on the floor of the museum. He had known that the monkey was present, but hadn't expected him so quickly. That was a mistake; Gabriel hissed as he felt the breath knocked out of his chest as Winston smacked him aside. He was sure that at least one rib was broken, but it was nothing that he hadn't experienced before. The monkey paid no mind to the man he had just knocked aside and proceeded towards Pandora, whom he also smacked across the museum floor and into a display.
Gabe growled and stalked towards Tracer, who was still attempting to get up off the ground. He pointed his guns towards her and, not even aiming very carefully, fired - right, left, right, left. He was too slow, and Tracer was already back on her feet, bouncing around like a toddler who just learned to jump. Even in the midst of battle, her face was cracked into a wide grin, and Gabe felt his eye almost twitch. He glanced over at Pandora again, seeing that she was getting up, and whispered into his earpiece so Tracer couldn't hear.
"[b I'll keep them distracted. You get the gauntlet and [i get out].]" With that, he started towards Winston, intending to get his attention as well as Tracer's and do his damndest to keep it there. He shot once at the ape to draw his gaze, and felt something welling up inside of him. It felt black and cold, but wild and furious at the same time. Gabe had never felt this before, but he trusted himself to use whatever it was to his advantage. He took a deep breath and let the feeling fill him up and overflow. His vision went dark around the edges, but he felt more energized than he possibly ever had been. He almost didn't even realize that his body was moving without him telling it to; he was spinning in circles, his arms moving up and down in frantic motions, pulling triggers and dropping empty guns. Later he would find out that it had lasted mere seconds, but in the moment, it felt like hours. Just as sudden as it had started, it was over and Gabriel felt his feet on the ground again. He felt both tired and energized, both elated and confused. He would have to try it again later, he decided, as he noticed that Tracer was out of his sight, but Winston was laying on the ground, his glasses strewn a few feet from him.
Gabe growled, hoping that Pandora could handle the little British woman as he stalked towards the prone ape. A chuckle escaped his lips as he aimed for the gorilla's head, but he hesitated before pulling the trigger. Before killing him, Gabe wanted to inflict as much suffering as possible, so he moved his foot 3 inches to the right and pressed down, slowly cracking the glasses under his boot. That was his second mistake of the day, because as soon as the glass started to crack, Winston's eyes turned red. He roared and pounced towards Gabe, knocking his body backwards and side to side. He felt at least two more ribs snap, and at least one crack. He coughed, and shifted into his wraith form, using the added speed to put some distance between himself and the raging monkey.
"[b Nova, we need to get out of here. I can't take much more of this.]" Gabe wheezed, searching the now very damaged museum for Pandora. He could feel his clothes becoming damp with blood - the last beating from the monkey had done a lot of damage.]]]
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