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[thewolfinside]

Jason digs through Gabriel's closet, looking for a shirt to wear. He'd been invited to Dru's party, and he was going to go. Raina could just fuck off for the night, it wasn't often he got to see Dru.

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[lion-passant.livejournal.com]

"Oh fuckin chill. Not for you. Or even her.'

Glances to where Leela more or less hides in view.

"She don't have the allergy anyway if I remember right. And don't worry. Go to yer party. Have a good time, pup. Remember who yer comin home to?"

[thewolf-inside.livejournal.com]

Swallows, staring at the bottle.

"So, it's for you."

[leela1.livejournal.com]

Yes, Gabriel - yes I am allergic to silver. I'm a true were, just.. different.

Please don't do this.

[lion-passant.livejournal.com]

"Oh jesus fuck, Jason!"

Growling, not setting down the bottle as he crosses to the wolf, taking him by the arm, wincing as the touch, the rough grab, made a blister pop.

"I said comin home to! I'm yers, or have you already forgotten last night?"

Kissing him suddenly, fiercely.

"Go wish yer princess a happy birthday, pup."

[thewolf-inside.livejournal.com]

Whimpers when Gabriel breaks the kiss, stares at him, pain and sorrow in his eyes.

"I won't forget, but I won't come back until you're done with that, until it's GONE."

Turns and tears out of the house, shaking.

[lion-passant.livejournal.com]

"Does he really think I could hurt him? Leave him? Do I seem that weak, Leela?"

Not forgetting she was there as he set the bottle on the table, moving to the hall closet.

Digging into the back, he pulled out a long, hard case and set it beside the table, next to the silver.

"KNow anything about bullets, Dollface?"

[leela1.livejournal.com]

Not alot. Not much at all, really - know how to load 'em into a shotgun.

Why?

*gets up off the ground*

[lion-passant.livejournal.com]

"Well, this is a bit more than a shotgun.'

Finding a key in a drawer, he unlocked the case, lifting the lid.

"This is a Remington scoped rifle. Often used by police snipers."

Pulling one of the two boxes from the padded cases, he drops them with a tinkling thud on the table.

"Those are what is known on the street as cop killers. Modified for this rifle. Hollow points."

[leela1.livejournal.com]

OK, and what are you going to do with this, .. rifle Gabriel?

*picks up a box, opens it looking at the strangely shaped bullets*

[lion-passant.livejournal.com]

"I admit, I learned a lot from Raina. Most of it? Wouldn't do me a fuck load of good in the life I'm tryin to live now. This?'

Hefting the rifle, easy yet mechanical motions as he checks it, clears it and then brings it to his shoulder.

Peering through the scope, balancing it easily to make a few adjustments.

"I'm pretty handy with. Fair shot, fair distance. Now those candies yer playin with? They are made to explode on impact. The purpose? For a small hole in t'become a huge hole goin out."

[leela1.livejournal.com]

OH no, No...Gabe..

Don't do it. Don't do it alone. Not now, not tonight..

*searching for something*

Besides..

IFyoudon'tpunishme the devil will know.

[lion-passant.livejournal.com]

Laughing, shaking his head as he lowered the rifle, reverently putting it back in it's case.

"She gave me this for my twenty fifth birthday. I celebrated by taking out half a pack of were rats on her order. Using...'

Carefully, oh so carefully this time, picking up the bottle. Sounding gleeful, childlike, perky even.

"This. See.. you coat the tips in it. Then, when ya fire? It doesn't just put a hole in someone. It puts a large hole of itty bitty bits of burning silver in them. And that silver? Gets in their veins. And then, as they panic? Their own heart works against them, spreading it trhrough them... effectively eating them alive."

[leela1.livejournal.com]

"Seriously? Silver nitr - ."

She stares at the bottle horrified; finally remembering where she had heard that word before - who she'd heard that Raina'd used it on - until he'd gone crazy. Before she ate his heart.

"Gabriel, put it down now, please Gabriel - do it for me." Looking at him, she licks her lips nervously. "Just put it down Alpha."

[lion-passant.livejournal.com]

Arching a brow, head canting to one side as he carefully tucked it into the case, nestling it beside the rifle.

"What? You've seen it used, haven't you? You don't get that look unless you've seen what it can do."

Stepping closer to her, eyes narrowing.

"Who? Not yourself, it wouldn't have worked. Jason? Nathaniel?'

Standing toe to toe with her, the smile on his lips sickly.

"Me?"

[leela1.livejournal.com]

She reaches out, runs her finger down the scar on his jaw, eyes hooded, and looking slightly over his left shoulder.

"No, just some were, don't remember exactly..not sure - never saw it used, not, just - just somebody.. not, not .. important now "

Curls her other hand into his hair, fingers gripping it, pulling on it a little, hoping to distract him.

[lion-passant.livejournal.com]

A soft growl in the back of his throat at her touch, at the evasiveness of her answers.

"Ya told me at the beginnin ya didn't follow orders well yet you insist yer pard. You lie to me and insist yer pard. Just what the fuck does that word mean to ya, Leela? Cause yer startin to sound like me?'

Tones harsh, no refinement, nothing but primal energy and anger. At her. Himself. The world.

[leela1.livejournal.com]

Speaking slowly, running a fingernail slowly, sharply down his cheek. "Pard means family to me, Alpha. It's more than a gang, more than an alliance. And yea, sometimes you hurt the people you love, even though you wish you didn't."

"I told you I don't follow orders well, never lied about that - not once. And if I sound like you - then I guess it means I'm like you in some ways. Not alot of em I don't think, but .."

Her hand grips tighter in the hairs on the back of his head - finally she looks at him "And if I say it's not important now, it's not. That was then, Gabriel - another time and place. You're alive, and I'm free."

[lion-passant.livejournal.com]

'Somethings never fuckin change.'

The words snorted, rolling his eyes.

"She used to flick the shit at me when I was making bullets. Bullets for her shit.'

Staring down at Leela, eyes narrowing.

"Stop it. Now. Yer fuckin not gonna use sex to stop me from doin this. I'm sick of being everyone's bitch. Tonight, I'm fuckin endin this shit. And I'm sure yer a great lay, Dollface but... This is about pard, not getting my rocks off."

[leela1.livejournal.com]

Eyes narrow, and she stills, bringing her hands back down to her side. She growls soft and low.

"Is that what I am to you Gabriel? A great fucking lay?"

*balls up her fist, swings and cracks him hard in the jaw*

"FUCK YOU."

*turns and starts walking*

[lion-passant.livejournal.com]

He can't even think to answer. Not thinking. Living on anger and rage and...

And his head slamming back on his neck, actually feeling skin splitting, tasting blood on the inside of his lip where he bit it.

Grabbing her as she turns, moving to slam her against a wall, barely yanking her back so that she just thuds softly against it. Face to face with her, lips drawing back into snarl.

"No! If that was it, I'd have done ya by now. Yer my fuckin pard. My friend. And the most infuriating woman I have ever dealt with. You don't listen, you bitch and moan when I try and protect you and you get pissed and try and distract me when I work to save all of us.'

Words fast, hurried, spittle on his lips in his rage.

"You don't fuckin listen and now... Now I have to hurt ya or be hurt, have the rest hurt. I can't let it go, even if I wanted to and yer playin little Ms Seductress to keep me from killing the cunt!'

[leela1.livejournal.com]

Scared, so scared - and deep down angry. Trying to push him away - to push him back - away get - must get away!

"You won't be able to kill her alone Gabriel! Get that through your fucking thick skull! She'll kill you - or make you wish you'd died - and she will take this pard apart piece by piece! You are the example of a leader - you are all the pups have to keep them safe."

"You have to use us as a unit, you have to keep us together! Start thinking like a general, not a fucking footsoldier. We as individuals are expendable - the pard must survive!! I'm not going to kill us - You are."

"Now let me the fuck go. NOW."

[lion-passant.livejournal.com]

"NO!'

Shaking his head, looking almost calm about it. "Yer mine to punish as I see fit, Leela. You think I'm playin games, that I'm bein a bastard, insisting on takin on the world myself? You have a kitten in you. A wildcat... not a killer. Try livin with this beast inside of you and live wiht it.'

Head dropping, biting against her shoulder. A hard grinding bite, growling like an animal. Hands grabbing her hips hard, yanking her against him.

[leela1.livejournal.com]

Screaming - pain - nails out to scratch and claw - get away, get away! Fingers grabbing at his hair to pull him back, clenching tightly as she tries to slide away, can't get away.

Her hands reaching, sliding up his chest, grabbing him by the throat to push him off ..can't get - must run, run..

"Lemme go, let me GO!"

[lion-passant.livejournal.com]

Head turning, teeth gliding over her skin as he began to suckle lightly at the side of her throat. Nibbling now, groaning as he feels her nails on his skin, the feeling of her hand at this throat.

"You wanted to know, Leela... Stop fighting it.'

Growling out the words against her skin, hips rolling to grind against her.

"Dollface? Didcha know there's a fine line between passion and anger?"

[leela1.livejournal.com]

"Gabriel..."

Freezing at his words, head dropping back to hit the wall, feeling him so close, so fucking close - human desires warring with the wildcat within.

"Gabriel" She tries again "Please ... oh"

Fingers that once tried to choke him now stroking the skin, pulling him closer, as she rolled her hips out to grind against his.