Gabriel: Although he kept his daughter locked away in a room, he did visit her frequently, and he always was friendly. Obviously he couldn't bring himself to hurt her himself. One evening there was a knock on the door, Gabriel holding a plate in one hand, took the special key needed to open the door out of his suit jacket. He had this implemented just so his better half might not take her to the dungeons below in the night and exact her revenge. Gabriel opened the door quickly, stepping inside and shutting it behind him with his boot. "Good evening my little princess." He would say sweetly, placing the dish down on a table. "Feeling well tonite I pray?" He asked curiously, sitting down in one of the comfy chairs in this room. "Is there anything else I can get you Gabrielle?" He tried to seem as honest as he could, knowing she had about as much trust in him as ever, those dark contemplating pools of crimson watched her silently.

Gabrielle: ::Gabrielle had awoken not but shortly before she heard the knock on the door. Gabrielle had been struggling with the shackles, and striving to release her wings as she growled menacingly. As she saw her father enter, she tried to rush to him in anger.. ignoring what good intentions he may be bringing. Those chains haulted her motions though, as she nearly stumbled upon their reach. One could clearly see the gold in her eyes, possessing them with angered intent. Gabrielle was not pleased, and distrusting towards her father. Rightfully so though! Gabrielle was being held prisoner of war.. in the very home of the enemy. very little constructive thinking could be made, as she lashed out at her father in pure anger, ignoring once more, his 'comments' and 'good intent':: .. you WILL release me!! Now!!

Gabriel: "Your in no position to make demands of me Gabrielle." He smiled watching her as he sat comfortably. "You should thank me, its because of my love for you that your not below in the dungeons. Or maybe I should just let Raziel in? You wouldn't believe the malice she gives me about not letting her have the key." He laughed, and gazed at her. "Calm down Gabrielle, I am not going to hurt you...for now. Can't you just enjoy your meal, and maybe we can chat for alittle while? Not as enemies, no, I want to talk to you as father to daughter." He came closer to her, close enough that she could probably grab at him if she tried hard enough, quickly he set the plate of food down for her, he remembered the dish as her favorite. He stood there for a long moment staring into her eyes, lost as to what to do. "Is that to much to ask?"

Gabrielle: ::Gabrielle stared her father down with the most angered looks possible. Keeping a steady undergrowl as she stood there with hands balled into fists.:: And I am to believe that that won't be a possible future fate for me, regardless? .. ::gabrielle was right, if Raziel talked to her father long and hard enough, she probably could coax him into *anything* she wanted.. it was all a matter of time. Looking at him with the food, she took a step back and sat upon the bed with arms folded before chest:: I am not hungry.. if you wish to talk.. speak.. ::It was clear gabrielle wasn't going to be cooperative in this. Should she? Did he *really* expect her to be overjoyed and ready to do all that he would ask !? Surely not!!:: .. you may not get another chance to speak with me. For as soon as Michael discovers what has happened, he's surely going to rescue me. . . ::confident? Well, who wouldn't be?! Michael was the very same angel, who literally went to hell and back, just to insure lucifer stayed where he belonged. And it would appear lucifer didn't make any attempt otherwise afterwards.. ::

Gabriel: "If your husband is stupid enough to come, I'll only be overjoyed. Ohh hes powerful but he would walk right into a nice trap. Besides I know hes not stupid, he won't do anything that will endanger you, and invading my home qualifies as endangering you." He nodded to himself, moving back into the chair and watching her. "Do you think I'm afraid of him? Do you think I'm afraid of you? Know this, if Michael comes I won't give you over without a fight, not until I die. Is that what you want for your freedom? Or can I release you myself when I am given the chance? I want you to cooperate with me, it will make things easier on you, you won't need to be hurt that way." He watched her quietly. "Rogziel came to visit while you were asleep, and I made him promise that I won't give Raziel the key, and I won't. But don't think that will keep her from getting to you sooner or later. Be ready..."

Gabrielle: ::Gabrielle kept a firm positioning as she listened to her father. Though, most of the words rolled off of her as she trailed off in deep thought of various escape plans. Sure, if Gabrielle could figure out one, allowing the tear to react and aid her, she'd be out of there in a heartbeat. Though, his notion to have things in such a well thought plan, was perhaps correct, he was still missing one thing.:: You neglect to recall, if I die, the war, and this WORLD will end. You will kill all of our kind, as well as everything else here. The tear will ensure that is followed through. . . Michael knows you may want the humans dead, but, he also knows you wouldn't take it to the extreme of killing off all of our kind with it. ::she kept a devoid face as she stared him down for a moment of silence. :: And trust me, I will be ready. I warn you, as you warned me of my husband. If she so much as touches me, I will not guarantee her safety either. . .I will act in my own defence, and if that means she has to die, to keep myself alive.. so be it.

Gabriel: "Gabrielle, Gabrielle... you have it all wrong I am not going to kill you. Why would I want to do that? That serves no purpose, and you don't need to die. I doubt even Raziel will kill you, she might turn your life into a living hell. He smiled peacefully at her quietly watching her. "Please don't make such threats Gabrielle, I don't want to see Raziel, or any angel hurt. Even your husband..." He sighed and put his face into his hands for a long moment. "Why do you treat me with such hate? I'm trying to be FRIENDLY with you!" He snarled, and stood up walking to her. His hand briskly came across her cheek in a rage. "Treat me with the respect I deserve, I am still your father and I will not take such insubordination from YOU." He stared at her quietly, eyes a burning inferno of rage. "I think I deserve said respect."

Gabrielle: ::Gabrielle sat there, listening to his conversation with her. Shaking her head as he spoke from time to time. . And then, he rose, and looking up at him somewhat defensively .. that's when it hit, her cheek of course! Gabrielle began to growl most wickedly, as she looked up at him. If she hadn't been angry with him before, she sure as HECKfire was now! Rising from her seat, as she protested against his wishes:: You'll receive NOTHING from me! ::Shaking her head as she spoke, her fists clenched. Wings were beginning to bleed from the sharp attempt to free them from their bindings.. :: You're only wish, is to get what you want.. such selfish acts deserves NOTHING from me..

Gabriel: "For being my daughter your rather ignorant to the fact that I'm not as selfish as I might seem. I'm fighting a cause I see right." He nodded believing in that to his very being, eventually Gabriel sat down on the side of the bed next to her, a gentle line of black feathers ran along her red cheek. "I'm so sorry it has come to this, if things were different ..." Her father watched her quietly, reverently in silence for a long moment. "i don't want to shout back and forth with you Gabrielle. I'm truly sorry ..." Gabriel poked her playfully with his wing. "Here..." He whispered, and moved his hand to one of the chain lines that held to her wings. Taking out that key from before he put into a lock and freed her wings with a grin. "That feel alittle better I hope?" Gabriel could only smile so much, he watched her quietly waiting for her reaction, half expecting her to try and choke him, another half wishing, even praying, that she would see past the evil aura and otherside of his personality, wishing she would see her father for what he was, and how much he loved his duaghter. Eitherway he sat there motionless, Gabriel's face was as a stone, no emotion, just piercing, staring eyes watching her.

Gabrielle: ::As her father kept his speaking up, on how his cause was justified, and his actions more than loving by nature, gabrielle just continued to growl. Truth was, she didn't want to hear what she would see as lies. Pulling away from the gentle brush of feathers on her face, and sneering to his touch. Hurt? Her eyes told all, as they swelled with tears. She was hurt by this all, and in despair. What could she do?! .. And then, he released her wings. Now, had that tear been anything but on the side of good, she probably would have made great use of those wings, aside from what she *did* do, in flaring them out, and tried to kill him right then and there. But, gabrielle was good by nature, and such thoughts wouldn't dare stray into her head. Instead, she just kept a silent angered stare of her own. The only hint of any emotion being present, was in those sapphire pools, still swelling with tears, that she tried to suck back. Looking to him, she pondered. If things would have been slightly different, she probably could have seen him in the same light she did as a child. But now? .. who knew if she ever could again? Time would surely tell... that was a certainty.. ::

Gabriel: Gabriel just sat there quietly watching her, no tricks, no ploy he just wanted to know what she would do, what she was capable of. Gabriel moved his wing back behind him, and grinned widely. "Please eat before your food gets cold, I don't want you to be hungry my precious little angel..."  A smile, and he leaned in to give her a kiss on the cheek before standing, moving away from her and to the door, fishing for the key in his pocket. "If you need anything else just yell, I never sleep anyways or a servant will tend to you." He chuckled, and watched her for another long moment before opening the door again, and closing it slowly, locking it behind him. He still couldn't shake the feelings he had for her, and it almost made him feel sad. Gabriel retired to his study.

Gabrielle: ::Gabrielle took the food, and upon closing the door, threw it at the door itself in anger. Screaming was heard as she continued to test those shackles. Gabrielle would not sleep either, nor would she eat. Shaking her head as she used those wings to aid in that struggling. Growling as loud as she could, soundling like a feral beast pined away to do it's destruction .. Gabrielle was anything but relaxed right now, and as she tore that bed sheets and blankets off the bed, it was becomming more and more apparent that if he was to keep her here, it was going to be one hell of a rough ride.. ::

Gabriel: It was a good hour before Gabriel would return, he had listened to his daughters screams and yells, cries and moans. Finally setting the book he had been reading down, Gabriel stood from his reading chair, stretched his arms and wings as he stood and moved back up the stairs. Surprised that Raziel was still asleep, grumbling to himself about how he should try to sleep at this late hour. But no, instead he came to his daughters 'cell' and stood outside for a long while, considering. Then there was a click as he unlocked it yet again, looking about curiously, seeing the destruction in the room, he pouted, what had come over her? What had come over him. A shake of his head and he pushed those thoughts out of his mind. "Gabrielle...?" He whispered into the darkness.

Gabrielle: ::Gabrielle's eyes were glowing, like that of a cats in the deep darkness, all by themselves. That feral growling still present in all her rage. Huffing was met as she felt herself trying to catch her own breath. Temper tantrum? No, mere frustration. She was beyond frustrated to the fact that she was being locked up right now. And the fact that these chains could not be broken, was just leading to more and more anger and frustration. Wings were held still, flared upwards in her unmoving presence. Surely, it had to be something to at least be nervous about in the least.::

Gabriel: He laughed, and smiled at her watching her carefully. "Ohh ... dear Gabrielle, I'm glad you didn't vent that kinda rage out on me, I'd hate to be torn to shreds." He smiled and stepped closer to her, he came just outside her reach of the chains. Then another step, walking close to her. "Maybe I should release you, the bill for keeping here just keeps rising." He snickered, hands held behind his back, wings flared slightly. "Would you still like to talk? Or are you going to act like an lion for the rest of the evening?" Gabriel looked at the shreds of silk that used to be blankets and such. Gabriel came closer to her, and grumbled. "Or do yhou want to take a free shot at me?"

Gabrielle: ::Gabrielle remained still in all his motions and talking. His jokes rolling over her in all her anger and rage. Though, one thing was certain, in all her positioning, she was breathing a might heavily. Had the Queen finally tired herself out? surely she did. Gabrielle was perched atop the edge of the bed, with wings still a flare. A bit of blood was spattered around the room, upon light shining. This blood upon closer inspection could be traced back to her wings, as pain was inflicted upon herself by pure accident in all her frustration. :: You know as well as I, I have no reason to attack you.. And if you wish to speak.. speak.. ::gabrielle was still trying to pull off she had energy to spare.. truth was, without food, or sleep, she was losing energy, fast.. one thing was for certain.. if that tear reacted to it's full intent, it would restore what she lost, 10 fold.::

Gabriel: "If I let you out of your chains for alittle while, will you be a good girl?" He watched her quietly. "You need a warm meal." He looked ot the plate over at the table and grumbled. "I'm sure I cna find you something to eat, and I bet you could use the reprieve from these chains?" He nodded to himself, watching her carefully. "I know getting you to promise me to not run is futile, but I'll ask anyways. If I let you out of your chains, will you run?" He asked curiously, watching her for a long moment. "Maybe if your a good girl you won't have to wear chains again for a long while." Gabriel moved back to the door. "Whats it going to be Queenie?"

Gabrielle: ::Gabrielle looked around.. well, being released from the chains meant nothing more than giving her free roam of the room. After all, he *did* mention that he, Raziel, and others would be out there, right? .. She'd stay for now.. shaking her head to his question.. as then she stared him over yet. Besides, maybe, this would work to her advantage. She'd be able to learn more, get inside information, and learn more about their stronghold. Sure, they'd learn more about her.. but , then what?:: I promise I'll remain here, as long as you promise none of your .. 'men' or 'women' will come after me while I am here. ::fair agreement, she thought.. ::

Gabriel: What stronghold? It was just his home, a smile manorhouse. Gabriel smiled and came back to her, he took the shackles off of her one by one, and opened the door. "After you my princess..." Well he certainly was trusting enough, he waited silently for her. The corridor was lit brightly, and he led her to the large grand staircase, sighing for a moment, and looking at the door just atop the staircase, that was his bedroom, where Raziel was sleeping. "Please do be quiet though, if she wakes up we are both in trouble." He smiled and took her downstairs, the door to exit was right there, as was teh entrance to his study and the living room, Gabriel went down a narrow corridor behind the stairway to the kitchen, holding her hand in his just in case. "What would you like to eat?" He set her down at a barstool in the kitchen.

Gabrielle: ::Gabrielle followed her father swiftly behind foot. Those eyes focused on the many items, hallways, rooms and what not around her, as she went. Silence was about her, as she moved with a certain graceful poise. The growling had ceased the moment she left her room, being somewhat tugged along by hand the way up, until she sat upon that stool. Raising a brow as she looked at her father, asking her for her preferance in meals right now. Gabrielle, as much as she wanted to, simply couldn't play off as if she wasn't famished. Instead, she was almost *forced* by that stomach to speak forth.:: .. yes, .. please ::mannors? of course.. gabrielle still always made sure to set an example.. even when there wasn't a soul or body around to hear it.. ::

Gabriel: He chuckled, and moved close to her, setting down a goblet of milk, some juice, and a bottle of wine with an empty glass. "Well dearie you have to tell me what you want or I won't know what to cook." Him cook? Well he wasn't that bad at cooking, but why wouldn't he just scream at a servant, because they were all sleeping? That didn't stop him before, why now? Gabriel just leaned over the countertop watching her. Gabriel's red eyes scanned her, waiting for her response. "Gabrielle, you don't need to keep such mannors as please and thank you with me, I'm your father ... I'll get you what you want regardless, just because your my sweet little girl."

Gabrielle: ::Now, as much as her father was attempting to be so pleasent with her, Gabrielle wasn't one to fall for it, at least, not now. Gabrielle instead just shook her head, as she grasped the glass of milk, and pulled it towards her.:: Now you should know, father, as much as you'd like me to cease my 'mannored' speaking.. I cannot. ::Gabrielle wasn't one to let herself go, for anyone. Please, Thank you, words she even said to her husband.. knowing full well she didn't *have* to. pausing a moment in thought as she stared down to the table..:: A salad will do fine.. ::Gabrielle wasn't much for meats. Perhaps it was the whole "the gods creation' philosophy.. then again, after eons of years of meats, you *do* tend to get tired of it for a while.. ::

Gabriel: He smiled, and brought her a salad within five minutes, all kinds of toppings in bowls for her, as well as different dresses. He sat down at the table again and watched her. "Enjoy!" He smiled, and let her eat without him staring at her, Gabriel left her in the kitchen, going out the entrance from where he came and coming back a few moments later with a book in hand, he had to watch her obviously, and so he did with one eye, the other reading a book on philosphy with an interest in the thing. Gabriel just sat there and droned through the pages, as if this was a normal night, and under normal circumstances, like they were just one happy family.

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