The characters belong to Top cow and TNT as do all their toys, accessories and appliances, including the Witchblade. Everything else is just hearsay and rumors.
poisson d'avril
ch2
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"I'm not abandoning you, Sara," Gabriel stated. "But I don't see how me being a potential target for that thing is helping any. There is no way to control it or predict its actions today," he expressed.
"There must be something you can do," Sara pleaded. Noting Gabriel's resigned expression she became annoyed. "You can't tell me to just deal with it," she argued. Wasn't he supposed to have all the answers? Judging by his sudden skittishness around the Blade, Sara suspected he was just too chicken to do anything.
With an exasperated sigh, Gabriel slid back into the booth but kept his distance from the unpredictable amulet. "I wish I could help you, Sara, I really do. But there's no fooling Mother Nature, so to speak. You'll just have to wait out the storm'" he explained, placing a conciliatory hand on Sara's safely unadorned one.
Seeing the sincerity and concern in his eyes, Sara felt bad for distrusting him. Without thinking, Sara gently clasped his hand in both of hers and the bracelet made its move. "I'm sorry, Gabriel, I know you wou-" she began, but was interrupted by a series of odd little noises from Gabriel as he disappeared beneath the table.
"Gabriel?!" Sara squawked as she watched the blade clinging to the only part of Gabriel still visible. "Let go!" Sara shouted at the bracelet, attracting the attention of other diners to the spectacle of the detective clutching a hand as a body squirmed under the table.
After several colorful threats from the Wielder, the Blade finally released Gabriel with a smug sparkley swirl. Sara eyed it suspiciously before realizing the other diners in the room were eyeing her in the same manner. Suddenly self conscious, Sara covered the mischievous menace as Gabriel reappeared.
"That was interesting," he panted while crawling out from beneath the table.
"Are you okay?" Sara asked nervously, trying to help him up with her unadorned arm.
Gabriel responded by wagging a finger at Sara's bracelet and shaking his head. "Shameless miscreant," he scolded.
Sara shot her bracelet a questioning look but it had gone dormant, looking for all the world like a harmless piece of jewelry. It struck Sara as the kind of behavior one would expect from a child who had been naughty and was trying to appear innocent.
"What did it do?" Sara asked her slightly flushed friend.
"I'm not really sure, but your lunch hour is probably over and I gotta go," Gabriel stated quickly. "You gonna be okay?" he inquired.
"Um, I guess," Sara frowned. She was wondering what exactly transpired but decided to just let it go. "Can I get your number again?" she asked before explaining that someone had messed with her phone.
Gabe complied and offered to pick up the tab, but Sara roughly refused. She figured it was the least she could do for leaving him in a 'less than dressed' state and accidentally assaulting him with the currently fickle Blade.
"Try to keep her out of trouble," Gabriel advised with a gesture at Saras bracelet, before heading out.
Sara plucked another bow off her bike as she sped back to the precinct, musing over how long it would take Jake to get back. Danny's goose chases were infamous within the department. She wondered how high she could get the betting pool before the rookie returned. An evil grin floated across her face as she dismounted from her bike, glad her spot was still empty. And a certain dark-clad prankster, situated on a nearby roof hoped it wasn't directed towards him.
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********tbc
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a/n: Roguegal17 actually wrote part of this. Although she has had extreme influence on my writing, she's never graced me with entire scenes before, so I feel a bit honored.
Notice the tbc? Yup, I'm planning on boring the pants off you people by dragging this out. I've got Jake's goose chase to address, more horrors for poor Sara and an explanation from the pernicious black clad prankster. Poop, so much for an effortless whim. I really didn't want to become embrioiled in writing another long story but I can only blame myself. I think my big mistake was having the Blade involved. I wonder how long I'll be able to put this off.
THANK YOU for the kind reviews and encouragement.
p.s.
Again, I suggest you check out 'Occupation'. I expanded on why I like Neftzer's writing in the author's notes of the revised first chapter.
poisson d'avril
ch2
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"I'm not abandoning you, Sara," Gabriel stated. "But I don't see how me being a potential target for that thing is helping any. There is no way to control it or predict its actions today," he expressed.
"There must be something you can do," Sara pleaded. Noting Gabriel's resigned expression she became annoyed. "You can't tell me to just deal with it," she argued. Wasn't he supposed to have all the answers? Judging by his sudden skittishness around the Blade, Sara suspected he was just too chicken to do anything.
With an exasperated sigh, Gabriel slid back into the booth but kept his distance from the unpredictable amulet. "I wish I could help you, Sara, I really do. But there's no fooling Mother Nature, so to speak. You'll just have to wait out the storm'" he explained, placing a conciliatory hand on Sara's safely unadorned one.
Seeing the sincerity and concern in his eyes, Sara felt bad for distrusting him. Without thinking, Sara gently clasped his hand in both of hers and the bracelet made its move. "I'm sorry, Gabriel, I know you wou-" she began, but was interrupted by a series of odd little noises from Gabriel as he disappeared beneath the table.
"Gabriel?!" Sara squawked as she watched the blade clinging to the only part of Gabriel still visible. "Let go!" Sara shouted at the bracelet, attracting the attention of other diners to the spectacle of the detective clutching a hand as a body squirmed under the table.
After several colorful threats from the Wielder, the Blade finally released Gabriel with a smug sparkley swirl. Sara eyed it suspiciously before realizing the other diners in the room were eyeing her in the same manner. Suddenly self conscious, Sara covered the mischievous menace as Gabriel reappeared.
"That was interesting," he panted while crawling out from beneath the table.
"Are you okay?" Sara asked nervously, trying to help him up with her unadorned arm.
Gabriel responded by wagging a finger at Sara's bracelet and shaking his head. "Shameless miscreant," he scolded.
Sara shot her bracelet a questioning look but it had gone dormant, looking for all the world like a harmless piece of jewelry. It struck Sara as the kind of behavior one would expect from a child who had been naughty and was trying to appear innocent.
"What did it do?" Sara asked her slightly flushed friend.
"I'm not really sure, but your lunch hour is probably over and I gotta go," Gabriel stated quickly. "You gonna be okay?" he inquired.
"Um, I guess," Sara frowned. She was wondering what exactly transpired but decided to just let it go. "Can I get your number again?" she asked before explaining that someone had messed with her phone.
Gabe complied and offered to pick up the tab, but Sara roughly refused. She figured it was the least she could do for leaving him in a 'less than dressed' state and accidentally assaulting him with the currently fickle Blade.
"Try to keep her out of trouble," Gabriel advised with a gesture at Saras bracelet, before heading out.
Sara plucked another bow off her bike as she sped back to the precinct, musing over how long it would take Jake to get back. Danny's goose chases were infamous within the department. She wondered how high she could get the betting pool before the rookie returned. An evil grin floated across her face as she dismounted from her bike, glad her spot was still empty. And a certain dark-clad prankster, situated on a nearby roof hoped it wasn't directed towards him.
*
********tbc
.
a/n: Roguegal17 actually wrote part of this. Although she has had extreme influence on my writing, she's never graced me with entire scenes before, so I feel a bit honored.
Notice the tbc? Yup, I'm planning on boring the pants off you people by dragging this out. I've got Jake's goose chase to address, more horrors for poor Sara and an explanation from the pernicious black clad prankster. Poop, so much for an effortless whim. I really didn't want to become embrioiled in writing another long story but I can only blame myself. I think my big mistake was having the Blade involved. I wonder how long I'll be able to put this off.
THANK YOU for the kind reviews and encouragement.
p.s.
Again, I suggest you check out 'Occupation'. I expanded on why I like Neftzer's writing in the author's notes of the revised first chapter.
