((Got Maka's permission for this))
Oh... now this just WON'T work at all. Cocky little shit. Reminds me of Karl.... wait, that's it!
A brainwave seemed to hit Gabriel. Now he knew exactly what to do. He took the sheath of the sword off, and layed it down on the counter. There seemed to be a growing intensity in the air around him. Gabriel stayed calm. He kept his hands up, and then motioned to the girl behind the counter.
"We've known each other for as long as I can remember. I'd take a bullet for her. I just wanted to see if she was okay. She's a little bit scared of all of this... Don't assume the worst of everything, seriously."
Gabriel blatantly lied to Guy, as easily as he'd lied to almost every single person he'd ever met, but it was convincing enough. It almost seemed like he was about to fall apart as he talked about how much he 'cared' for her. Now, this was the first time he'd met her really, in his life, but he doubted the girl would speak up by the time he would make his next move.
Guy wouldn't be able to see exactly what Gabriel was doing behind the counter. His one hand was still in the air, but the other hand was occupied, now wrapped tightly around the girl's neck, cutting off her protests.
Don't make a sound...
In an instant, his other hand was now at her midsection. He had a vice grip on her. She wasn't going anywhere... yet. Still, from outside the counter, it looked like he had simply knelt down to talk to her. Gabriel waited a moment, for timing was everything. His intense eyes showed now a side to Gabriel that can only be described as pure evil. Pityless, compassionless...
In one swift, terrifying movement, Gabriel rose up, the girl coming with him. It was hard to tell if she was concious, or even alive. She must've passed out already. Pathetic.
He then cried out as he threw her viciously at the boy across the room, with the gun. Before he could check if she'd collided into him, he had already taken his sword and daypack, and sprinted towards the door. The giant bowed down through the door quickly, and proceeded off into the distance.
Next time, you French fuck, next time...
((Continued in Dropping the Soap