Just In Time [Gabriel]

[Jade Alanon]

I'm just a step away
I'm just a breath away
Losing my faith today
Falling off the edge today
I am just a man
Not superhuman
I'm not superhuman
Someone save me from the hate

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The cover of night had finally fallen, seemed to take forever when she was anxious for it to happen, like everything else she supposed. The crescent moon glowed brightly overhead as the young woman made her way through the grounds. Oh yeah, this was so what Jade wanted to be doing on a Friday night, who needed a bar or nightclub with a honey when they could be traveling through an old cemetery with a shovel and a lot of guts? Oh yeah, Jade was seriously living the life here...

Rolling her eyes, Jade took in a deep breath, taking in the scent of death and decay all around her. Even to those who were unaware of what really lay out there, there was always a sense of dread in a cemetery that was also mixed with a certain sense of sorrow as well. Jade had done her research and knew that this was an old grave yard, dating back to the 1700's if she had read the small laptop screen right. Her head ached from staring at a computer screen for hours trying to get information for the job she was on at the time. Having been posing as a health inspector to get inside a seemingly haunted place where a young woman had recently died of mysterious circumstances. It was the usual case, angry spirit that hated the living, burn their bones and all is well.

Yeah...that is easier said than done when this thing was buried in an unmarked grave in a graveyard filled with tombstones that were so old that they resembled unmarked graves. It was not going to be a fun night at all and she just had to hope that she didn't get caught by anyone and didn't run into any beasties while she was at it. She had a job to finish and she was very focused when it came to her job. She wouldn't let anyone else get killed by this angry spirit. Not when there was something she could do about it.

Thankfully she had gotten some information as to the whereabouts of the tombstone where Ryan J. Phest was buried but it was just a general area, it would take her time in actually finding the right one and digging it up. Jade never minded desecrating someone's grave and burning their bones, the spirit was rude enough to haunt a place and kill people so tough, Jade would be rude enough to destroy their not-so-final resting place in order to get rid of them. Fuckin ghosts....how she hated them. Them and Rakshasa, the worst beasties in her list of beasts she had dealt with.

The sound of an owl could be heard in the distance, a sound that sent chills down Jade's spine regardless of not really being that afraid. She was a night person, she came alive at night and this kind of setting didn't really bother her that much. It just reminded her of the start of a horror movie, the way the cool night seemed to envelope her. Hell...her life was a horror movie.

"Alright you bastard, where the fuck are you?" She said under her breath as she began searching tombstones, this was harder than she thought it would be. Goddamnit! She felt like such an amateur at that moment as she shined her flashlight from tomb to tomb. Her father would have found it within moments of arriving and would have been done by now, than again, he had just been that good. "Come on Ryan, where are you hiding?" She felt foolish speaking aloud knowing full well she wouldn't get an answer but somehow, the sound of her voice helped to calm her down a bit.

Tags; Gabriel
Lyrics; Hero - Skillet
Word Count; 625
Outfit; Outfit
Comments; Sorry for the long wait luv <3

[Gabriel Black]

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Gabriel lifted his pale hand and watched the grains of sand run through his finger in a glittering rain of tiny gems. Glinting from the sun’s bright reflection, the granules appeared as insignificant treasures. It was warm here on the sand on some remote island, a good time of day and a good place to escape all the shadows, save the one underneath him on the shore; it was licking at the back of his bent legs like some dark pet eager for attention.
The eccentric demon ignored that darkness for now; while he had the sun and the warm and the ocean before him was calm and singing him a lullaby. Squinting his eyes, the dark eyed male could just make out a storm from afar. It darkened the sky to an angry purple, and the clouds sizzled with pent up frustration; impatient to rupture so that they could weep into the sea below. The demon could fairly taste the coming storm on the back of his tongue. He smacked his lips and the corners of his lips tilted down just slightly; the flavor was somewhat bitter. Storms, though beautiful, always tasted pungent and sounded like misery.

Just like the shadow clinging to the back of his legs and reaching across the shade like and inky puppet, the far-away storm was forgotten. He had the golden glow from that fiery orb and that was good enough for now.
Dusting the remaining sand from his palms Gabriel stood up, stalking slowly towards the waves that were just barely kissing the shoreline. The rippling upsurge was shy and quiet, just like the demon, and he laughed quietly like a child when the wintery kiss met his bare toes.

This is where he stood, for the better part of an hour; waves licking at his feet, black eyes closed and face upturned to the warm rays. Until the wind became just a little more persistent against his creamy skin, until the waves kissed with just a little more fervor.
Gabriel could feel the rise of the fine hairs on his arms, where he had his black cotton button-down rolled up to the elbows, as the lightening had begun dancing from one storm cloud to the next. Eyes still closed, he sighed quietly, feeling not only the hum of the on-coming tempest but the drone of the shadows forming all around him. They were everywhere on the golden speckled sand now; everywhere that the clouds shaded the sunlight from the ground.
Finally lifting his lids Gabriel took one last look at the ocean before him; focusing on where the sun peeking from behind the clouds painted the brewing water with brilliant gold instead of the black oozing depths. He would turn from this secret place of calm until another time, for at this moment somewhere else in the world it was bright.

But he faltered, just barely, but enough that the heel of his foot caught a darkened place in the sand behind him and he fell backwards, fell into that silhouette, fell through the otherworld where the higher demon that had made him lived until he landed somewhere else; somewhere dark, a moonlight cemetery.
From the dampened ground Gabriel heaved a sighed, his onyx eyes dancing over the silvery illuminated faces of stone angels; peering down at him with empty white eyes.

’You don’t belong here.’ They seemed to whisper; accusing, for the demon had no more right in the sacred place than he did in heaven amongst his long lost brethren.
Still, this always was a place he found beautiful; quiet and among the dead. Even though the darkness all around him stretched their leaching blackness in order to touch him; to feel the manipulative power that flowed through him; drawing them like oily magnets, the demon found the silence breathtaking. Music to his ears.

Rising from the moist ground, Gabriel reached an arm toward one of those accusing concrete angels and let his fingertips run along the smooth cool surface. This one was not so condemning. He perched on the edge of its rectangular base watching; listening to the night.
His porcelain face never lost its mask of detachment even as the sound of the woman’s voice echoed like a chorus in the symphony of night, and suddenly she appeared before him; a concrete angel dressed in black. Gabriel blinked, tilted his head slightly as his dark gaze ghosted up her form and then to the right; to a headstone crumbling with age.

“I believe the one you search for this there.” The demon lifted an arm and stretched his index finger. The granite tombstone read Ryan and his voice sounded like heartbreak.

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wearing: -this-
words: I dunno
notes: I...hope its okay. Yes. Gabriel is a lil' bit random.

[Jade Alanon]

I'm just a step away
I'm just a breath away
Losing my faith today
Falling off the edge today
I am just a man
Not superhuman
I'm not superhuman
Someone save me from the hate

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Being a hunter meant that her senses had to be at their best almost all the time which wasn’t easy when she was frustrated and getting a headache. She didn’t want to be doing this, she wanted to be sleeping cause really, she needed sleep but she was trying to keep another person from being killed. What a saint she was… Oh yeah, she so deserved a beer and a couple of Z’s after this was all over. Not that she’d get it most likely. Something would come up. Her darlin Cam would call her with information on a new hunt and she would be hard-pressed to actually say no. She was running on fumes lately and that would eventually catch up with her, hopefully it wasn’t while she was hunting something big and scary. Thankfully, unless she ran into some random wolfie or Rugaru, she wouldn’t have to face anything hairy and scary in the cemetery. She figured that the most she’d run into would be some stupid teenagers that were trying to raise the devil or some shit like that.

Jade had lost two fellow hunters last week to a demon and it was heart breaking to say the least. Not that Jade had been close with either one of them but it was never easy seeing those she knew fall beneath the wrath of a fuckin pit-dweller. Jade hated demons more than anything she had ever hunted before in her life and she’d kill any one she came across along with anything else supernatural that killed just for the sake of killing. That was one reason she never slowed down. Always moving. Always trying to get ahead in the game that was hunting.

Perhaps if Jade would have been less focused on her task and less exhausted, she might have taken notice of the other presence in the cemetery as well but alas, she didn’t. Had Gabriel been something of a sinister nature, Jade would be screwed cause he had the upper hand in terms of surprise. If his intention had been to end her life, there’s a good chance he could have done it and there wouldn’t have been much she could do to stop him. Thankfully all he had chosen to do to announce his presence was point out the tombstone that she was indeed looking for. How was it that she had spent that much time looking and he spotted it without any trouble and how did he even know what she was looking for? That fact alone put her on edge, causing her to watch him carefully as she moved towards the tombstone. Thanks were in order but she didn’t know who this guy was or why she got a bit of a bad feeling off of him.

“Um…thanks.” She said as she shifted the shovel she had been carrying and began digging at the ground. She had a gun at her side, hidden beneath her coat and she had a bottle of holy water with her as well. If this guy was just some random dude with really good guessing powers, than she’d have nothing to worry about. He wasn’t but as long as he didn’t threaten her, she wasn’t worried too much. If he was some random guy, he’d probably think she was nuts for digging up a grave. Maybe think she was a grave-robber or something like that. “Any particular reason you knew what I was looking for?” She questioned as she dug at the grave, not looking back as dirt flew.

Tags; Gabriel
Lyrics; Hero - Skillet
Word Count; 647
Outfit; Outfit
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