Like taking candy...(Devlin/Open)

[Gabriel Seran]

Gabriel was out and about, he realized the home life was unsatisfying it was far to complacent for his tastes nothing to shake him up or startle him to the extent that he enjoyed it. much rather he enjoyed the rush and pain of a good fight, a challenge. Things were just heating up about the school that he was taking more than enough time to sit around and wait expecting some turn of events to spark another riot, perhaps some student would finally loose it and he'd pounce at the opportunity.

Till the time came he waited avidly emerald eyes gleaming as he overlooked the school from a rooftop. He thought about the hero's in stories that always dropped in from above to save the day. Gabriel laughed bitterly at the notion, he wasn't a hero, they were martyrs without anything to gain and yet he had everything to gain, everything riding on this one moment that was at it's tipping point.

[Devlin]

It was a good day so far. The weather was nice, and it just so happened that Devlin here had a free period at this time. He figured the day was nice enough that he could make his way toward the roof and enjoy himself some alone time. Just to sit and think about the events he had been hearing about lately. Things certainly seemed to be taking a turn for the worst. And Devlin wasn't really happy about that. He wanted peace, he belived that a school was a meant to be a safe place for the youth to study and learn the things they needed to learn. The violence was so unneccisary.

His hands would grip the handle of the door leading to the roof, and Devlin would pull it open. Those gray eyes of his would take on a silverish hue when the sun shined upon them. His right hand had lifted to his head to pat the front of his hair down. It was nice out, so he hadn't brought his jacket today. Instead, a simple white button-down clung to Devlin's body, the jeans were on though, and a pair of black lugz upon his feet.

Those grey hues caught sight of Gabriel almost as soon as he had stepped through the door. Devlin wasn't new, but he hadn't seen this male before. Whomever he was, Devlin wouldn't make any assumtions about this person, or as to why he was up here on this day. Intead, he'd wander toward the roof top edge, overlooking the satefy precautions to glance down into the school grounds himself.

"It's a nice day out."

[Gabriel Seran]

Gabriel turned to notice the youthful kid approach from the roof access stairwell. He seemed unbattered or bruised probably new or one for the likes to avoid troublesome acts. For that Gabriel had little interest in him. As for himself Gabriel had a knack for drawing in scars. He'd lost an arm while here. The black glove wound tight against the metal substitute on his right grip. His eye had been scared by a blade duel with Bastille, the slash ran down the right eye leaving the pink fleshy scar. At his bare back there where whippings he'd attained from an abusive year underground, he had been sent there to receive a "cleansing" but instead was horribly changed. His chest had several claw wounds from a certain Deta Teyfour whom he'd encountered whilst trying to save the very man.

He was damaged goods to say the least though on a darker level he enjoyed the pain, the control he had over it made him a force to be reckoned with, he was an adrenaline junky. Gabriel rose to stand on the buildings edge, dangerously so he teetered at its side.

"Yes, it would be..." He replied shortly not being a one fond of small talk.

teetering ever closer her moved his torso threateningly so to the edge that his heart rate jumped, it was fun and still sick. Gabriel was sick.