Confrontation? (Sara)

[Gabriel Seran]

No opposition, thats what he liked. Gabriel had planned this thing down to the slightest detail every hemisphere of influence was to be encircled to his plans. And the fun part was no one would see what was to come at the very end. It made him want to break down with laughter. The sleight of hand that he employed allowed for him to put up multiple fronts to confuse not only foe but friend alike.

Gabriel Seran escaped the warehouse without much interference he'd given his troops there commands and he expected no resistance. In fact his grand scheme with the underlings was to prove their worth not only as fighters but as distractions as well. Very profitable to have a pauper take down a king it not only showed great worth but humiliated the king into solitude.

Gabriel sighed walking past the harbor, nearly onto the main road now. What was left of the place but a run down dump. Much to what Reira said about her family, it certainly was a mob like estate here. Gabriel aspired for more than a mob, he wanted an army. A following of grand power and ultimate power, no opposition whatsoever.

[Sara Quinn]

Sara followed Gabriel as quickly as she could with the crutch under her arm. Then, giving up, she removed the crutch from under her arm and put all her weight on the leg. She winced, feeling the skin pull over the plate. It felt... Different. Not exactly painful. Just... Really weird. The reason for the crutch was to let the plate set. Most people assumed it was a broken knee. It wasn't. She was simply healing from the surgery. And she wasn't going to let the fucking crutch stop her from reaching Gabriel.

With the crutch gone from under her arm, she was slightly faster, but she limped, not being used to using her leg since the injury. He was almost at the main road. She stopped, breathing heavily. She looked around for anyone that might hear her. Seeing no one, she called out to him. "Gabriel! Gabriel wait! I need to talk to you!"

She wasn't about to let him get away from her. Not after the meeting. She needed to talk to him, and she wasn't going to let him leave before she did. If it came to a fight, she would be slowed down, but she would fight as best she could. She almost hoped it did. She stood there, bending her knee, flexing the muscles, testing it out as she waited for him.

[Gabriel Seran]

Gabriel semi-turned never to full way around but as soon as he noticed Sara standing there in her condition left without the crutch he moved slowly to her. He stopped before he'd gotten the chance to get too close, he was the suspicious type often nowadays. You could call it a safety mechanism or paranoia but it kept him in as good a condition as ever.

"Yes..." he replied slowly in a low voice giving him the air of nobility about him.

He could only imagine what it was perhaps Sara wanted to know more, she was never the type to be left out. Or maybe even a case of damaged pride, Gabriel knew how much that would cause a person to fight on blindly, uncertain of any other side effects that would result from their actions.

[Sara Quinn]

Sara watched him walk towards her. She continued to wait, standing calmly. The movements of her flexing her leg was hidden in the bagginess of her pants, but she slowed them anyways. She glanced around again to make sure there was no one else. Everyone seemed to have gone already. She dropped the crutch she had been holding to the ground, hoping it would make him less suspicious of her. She wasn't going to cheap shot him with it like she had many others.

"What the hell was that in there? You trying to piss me off or something? You should know better then to openly challenge me like that. I won't take that shit." Good. Start with the basics. He needed to know that she wouldn't be treated like the others. She needed to get the boundaries of this... relationship out there, or she would forever be treated like that. And she wouldn't stand for it.

"I want to know the full plan. Everything. Don't hide anything from me." She crossed her arms turning her head to the side. "Lets stop playing games. We both know that we have our own reasons for this. I don't care about yours. What I care about is that you understand that I'm not going to be led around like them."

[Gabriel Seran]

Gabriel would have laughed though now was not appropriate timing for the matter. Instead he glared, in the meeting he merely made a bold move and challenged her. Calling her bluff, strong as she was Sara was not apt for the leader, perhaps in time he could see it but there were many things one had to set aside for that. One being pride which she so avidly defended even in front of Gabriel it was her corkscrew and anyone would twist it to get what they wanted, so why not Gabriel?

The man made a wide pace around her moving slowly taking in her entire facade. Weakness wasn't something that came to mind with her, rather strength, despite her condition and several battered attempts at her life Sara remained constant. A undying soldier.

"You will learn to submit." Gabriel said it in a straight unbroken phrase challenging her once again, he'd need to pace himself but now was a time for testing for pressure, for power.

"If you step out of line again, I will not be able to trust you Sara." Gabriel turned his back on her, just another test. Loyalty, patience, competence all came into play, "I wouldn't want to have to replace you."

Harsher words were not ushered between allies, but then again Gabriel wasn't looking for friends rather those with vision, in search of power and Gabriel would make a following far stronger than those imagined.

[Sara Quinn]

Sara remained in the spot as he moved around her. She wouldn't degrade herself by watching him. It would show she didn't trust him, and was uncomfortable. Which she wasn't to begin with, she just preferred to be facing them. But for the sake of bravado, she would hold still. Until he spoke that is.

"You will learn to submit."

Her head spun to face him, the anger pouring off her, showing in her face. It was the ultimate insult to her. She would submit to no one. Not now. Not ever. She would die before she did. She managed to justify playing the part of his pawn by reminding herself that it was just that. Playing. She would have thrown herself at him, tearing at his face, killing him the only thing on her mind, but she kept her orders at the front. If she lost this chance, she would not be forgiven. For the sake of... everything, she had to keep her cool. But she wouldn't keep it for much longer.

"You should know better then to think I'd submit." She smiled at him. It looked wrong on her. Like she wasn't really all there. The smile didn't match her voice or the stance she took on. She was losing it. Her body felt all loose and the need to hurt him was building. "I'll follow your orders, I'll do what needs to be done, but I will NOT submit to you. I need the freedom to do things my own way. Things will be done my way, and only my way. But they'll get done. I have to make that clear. Now tell me the plan." She wasn't going to give him much longer to tell her.

[Gabriel Seran]

Her defiance was amusing. Once more Gabriel twisted the corkscrew tighter tighter. He wanted it to snap, though a trained leader never allowed for such a thing for his own purpose. He'd set up a pawn to do it, release her undying rage on them. Gabriel would stand clear of the fire and be ready to twist again once the fuel was drained.

'In time we shall see." Gabriel turned back towards her facing now, "The plan is to spread the pillar's defenses across the boarders."

"We have numbers on our side if we spread our pawns to the fronts they will spread the pillars thin, make them weak. At the same time our two little friends, Break and Sylar will upset the gangs setting them off to fight against the populous creating riots further drying the Pillars resources. Thats what your purpose is to test the waters, tell me when the Pillars let up on their strength when they break we shall charge without mercy and shatter them before they can heal..." Gabriel corked a brow, "Satisfied..."

Gabriel turned his back again certain that he could only press her further though held back, there would be another time for that and she would get everything that she longed for. The gangs and their influence would falter after the war, Gabriel would assume control of the school not through a title but through true unopposed power. The rest would come to pass with time but Gabriel knew things would only get worse before they'd get better.

[Sara Quinn]

Sara had listened patiently and intently to the plan. It sounded good. But it wasn't what she was asking for. What he told her were things she had come to assume were supposed to happen based on what he had already told everyone else. She wanted specifics.

She practically growled as he turned his back to her. How dare he? Did he think so little of her?! But again, she held her tongue. What else could she do? Nothing. She could only play the part of the pawn. She could openly tell him she would do things her way, but she couldn't attack him until she was sure she could beat him, or her anger got the better of her " She couldn't risk attacking him outright. Not yet. Crossing her arms over her chest, she looked away to hide the anger. "Ya... Fine... And Connor? What are your plans for him?"

She hadn't liked the way he had spoken about training him. She had chosen Connor. If anyone should train him, it should be her. But she wouldn't argue that one. Gabriel could have him. Sara however, would keep watch from a far. And when she felt that it was to much for Connor, she would step in. But she would like to know what his plans for the blind boy were.

[Gabriel Seran]

Gabriel raised a brow his back still turned, what was her concern for the boy? Had he turned the corkscrew tightly enough? It would seem so, she'd introduced the boy, perhaps it as out of her own self interest. He turn slowly to meet Sara.

"What of him?" Gabriel sneered, "My plans for him are just as I'd suggested... Now if you insist upon pressing for more I'd suggest you offer something in return, trust is a two way street my dear."

[Sara Quinn]

Sara sighed, every ounce of restraint she had going into holding her tongue and keeping her cool. She was putting herself into a tight position here. To keep pressing about Connor was only going to raise the red flag that something was up. Well it was obvious something was, but she didn't want to push to much and make things harder for Connor. But she knew there was something more there. Time and again Gabriel was proving to be... sicker then she had thought.

"What did you want to know?" The words clipped, her annoyance showing through more then she would have liked. Sara had both nothing and much to offer in the way of information. It was the reason she had first been kidnapped. She knew everyone, and their plans, if there were any, but she also had the ability to find out more. Yet she had nothing to openly offer because she didn't know what he was looking for.

[Gabriel Seran]

(ooc: ahh sorry forgot about this one for a bit...)

Gabriel's eyes rose at her sigh, so she had been hiding a bit away had she now. Quite an interesting creature she was, he knew that she would come in handy to his end goal. Only the strong had the right to effect this change, so drastic it would come to be by the turning point. Gabriel was sure, he could see it, the fear of something so irrationally motivated. Such formless plans somehow coming together to form peace.

It wouldn't seem that way going into it. but as he would say A means to an end.

"I want to know why you joined me? Why is it that you keep by my side as many others would have struck me by my actions alone..."

[Sara Quinn]

Sara froze, turning a confused face up to him again. Of all the things he could have asked her, she hadn't been expecting that. That question was... Wow. That was a tough one. Hadn't they talked about this already? Her arms dropped to her sides and she paused, trying to think of a way out. The question was to personal, to close to home.

The sudden surge of emotions caught her off guard, but she paused for only a second before she tried to answer. "I told you... We have a mutual goal, and we seem to agree on tactics. Seems an appropriate pairing." She chuckled, trying to play it cool. "Besides that, there's simply the fact of having a plan. You have a plan. I think it might work. Just for that, I'm willing to help. Now. Any other pointless questions or are you going to tell me what the real plan for Connor is?"

[Gabriel Seran]

Gabriel flashed a fiery face caught in between humored and angry. In the conflict he chose his neutral calm controlling features, the only one to decide this outcome would be him. His eyes touched the ground and then found their way back up once more.

"Set aside the mathematics, the logical choice, there's something more to it I can see it in you. I've always seen something within you."

The dark grin appeared though this time it was more fearful than he was aiming for, "Something more powerful than anyone I'm sure will be able to control." He looked down again, "Something I'm thankful for."

His gaze drew more intense once again, Conner, she really worried about him. Gabriel felt his control slipping way to his emotions. It couldn't hurt could it. At the last moment he hesitated again bringing the barrier up once more. He couldn't give that away. Not yet.