"I don't see how you think this is going to work Gabe. We already know everything we need to know about this guy. He has nothing else to give us and honestly, you've already done way more than I should have allowed."

Gabriel chuckled a bit as Jack did what he could to try and pull his friend from this rather focused idea. The two men had both seen enough action to know that the man they currently held had more to tell them but Jack was more worried about just how far this was going to go if he didn't stop it. Helming the less pretty side of Overwatch, Gabriel had been getting rougher around the edges with every mission that his team had been sent on. Jack had never wanted this for Gabe but the government had their own ideas of what it took to keep things under control and Gabriel was more than happy to fulfill the secret missions.

Jack turned towards the double sided glass, looking into the holding cell at the seemingly unphased man that sat handcuffed to the large metal table. He was already condemned to spend his life in a prison for supplying weapons and ammo to varying forces, ranging from your run of the mill product to the higher end explosives that could level cities in the right hands. There was no slipping through a crack, Jack had personally seen to that. He turned back to face his friend, who had now donned a oversized black cloak and a bright white skull mask.

"Are you serious Gabe? You think playing dress up is going to make this guy talk?" Jack had to honestly hold back a slight bit of laughter as his old friend must be joking, though he couldn't tell what the man was thinking with that face covering mask now on.

"Overwatch has their methods, Blackwatch has our own. Now if you excuse me Jack, The Reaper has a meeting with our guest." The man's tone became a growl after speaking the codename, another stifled chuckle coming from Jack as he shook his head. While he wasn't the biggest fan of Blackwatch being around, Jack couldn't deny that they got results when they were necessary. Of course, he was one of the few members who ever came around. Reinhardt was too chivalrous and honor bound to even consider walking NEAR the Blackwatch area. Ana had given Jack more than a few lectures about how what he allowed Gabriel to do was putting them all at risk. Torbjorn simply kept a blind eye to the darker side of their operations, his own past making this much easier for him than others.

Jack sighed as he watched Gabriel shut off the lights to the room, quickly opening the door and rushing into the pitch black cell. Barely able to even see what was going on, Jack could only make out slight mumbling growls that he assumed was Gabriel trying to scare the man. The lights came back on suddenly, with Gabriel standing behind the man, cracking his knuckles and a clearly evil laugh filling the room.

The man jumped, obviously frightened at the entrance of the Reaper. His wild eyes looked at the glass, dialated eyes staring right at Jack before Gabriel grabbed the man by the back of his head and slammed it onto the table with a loud yell.

"SPEAK OR DIE."

Jack grit his teeth at the forcefulness of Gabriel, this wasn't how you were supposed to interrogate someone. Fear might be a good motivator, but Jack had seen what Gabriel had done with some of their enemies on the field. He swallowed hard, unable to look away until he heard the door behind him open up.

"J-Jack? I... didn't expect you to be here..."

The soft, sily smooth voice made it obvious to Jack as to who it was before he turned to confirm. What was Angela doing here and why...?

"Why are you dressed like that Angela?" The man spoke rather bluntly, more out of surprise that someone like her would join Gabriel in his costumed antics.

The woman blushed a bit, having not prepared for any company save for Gabriels. The young woman was clad in a rather tightly fitting red suit of spandex, her long legs ending with what looked like hooves. Her usual bright and angelic wings were replaced with more tattered looking versions,a red tint to them as well. Her canine teeth looked sharp while her eyes were colored red thanks to what Jack assumed were contacts. What topped it all off were the rather large horns that had been worked up to seem as though they were coming from the woman's head, the realism of this outfit making it obvious that it was not just thrown together. This had been planned.

"Did Gabriel put you up to this?" Jack barely let the woman think as he turned back to watch Gabriel let go of the man's head, before the lights went out again. Gabriel rejoined his comrades soon after, though the lights did not come back on just yet inside the cell.

"Ah, Angela! So glad you actually came. Have to say, you're looking devilishly good today!" The man chuckled as he looked over at Jack, getting a look of mixed concern and disgust.

"What's wrong Jack? Mad that some of your people actually like working for me?" The shot at Jack seemed a bit out of nowhere, the tension growing as Gabriel never looked away from the other man. The mask hid Gabriel's piercing look, though Jack knew it was happening. He went to argue with the man about how he was more concerned that Gabriel would pull an innocent woman like Angela into such stupid things, but he was stopped by the woman taking a hold of his shoulder.

"Don't worry Jack, he's right. I enjoy helping and as silly as it might seem, dressing up is kinda fun." The woman giggled a bit before pushing past Jack and heading for the door.

"Got him all warmed up for you Angie, go work those devilish charms. Just remember, if anything happens, I'll be here." Gabriel softly patted the woman's shoulder, reassuring her in a way that Jack couldn't tell if the man was saying it because he was the lead of the operation or because of something else.

Angela smiled and nodded, flipping the lights back on before she strolled inside, her posture and attitude completely changing once she was inside. The door closed behind her and the second part of Gabriel's plan went into effect.

The small woman smiled rather seductively at the man as she slipped inside and sat across from him, an obviously warm welcome compared to what he had jsut been put through by Gabe.

"I hope my friend didn't hurt you too awful much love, but you know how things can get sometimes. Don't worry though... I'm more than sure you will enjoy my company.. as long as you're a good boy..." Angela smirked and unzipped the front of her suit slightly, giving the man a view of something he had probably not seen for quite some time now.

Jack clenched his jaw, shooting a dirty look at Gabriel. This was his brilliant plan? To use Angela as sex appeal?

"Are you kidding me Gabe? This is..."

"Shut it Jack, just watch..."

Jack wanted to argue more, his eyes begrudginly making their way back to the room, where Angela was now crawling slowly over the table towards the man, his look spelling confusion as he was given a eyeful of the young woman's chest.

Angela giggled a bit as she laid down on the table, smiling sweetly as she held up her head with her arms, kicking her legs back and forth a bit like she was just having a grand old time. Her chest was within reaching distance of the man's cuffed hands, though he was obviously worried about trying anything.

"Oh dear, why so shy sweetie? This is your dream, they're all yours!" Angela giggled once more as she spun around on the table, her legs slipping through the man's arms as she suddenly scooted back and sat in his lap, a soft purr coming from her.

The man's voice was heard, but what he said was unable to be made out from how softly he was speaking. Whatever it was though, Angela quickly reassured him.

"Well of course it's all a dream dear. You've been in here so long that you were bound to fall asleep. But oh how lucky I am that you did!" Angela cooed as she slipped against the man a bit more, softly kissing along his jaw as her lower body slowly slid back and forth against the man. "Now why don't you tell me all the reasons that you're in here? I sure do love myself a bad boy, heh."

The next few minutes consisted of Angela coaxing the man to speak about what they already knew, nothing new being brought to light as the woman did her best to keep the man at bay from anything nmore than teasing and a bit of light groping.

"Okay that's enough, we aren't getting anything out of him that we don't already know. All we've done is watch Angela subjugate herself to...

"Shut the hell up Jack, you're just mad that it isn't you in there..." By this point Gabriel had removed his mask, an obvious look of anger starting to show over his face. He thought this would work like it had before. The last thing he needed was more talking down to him.

"I'm sorry, what was that Reyes? I can't hear you over how stupid this plan was." Jack was growing tired of this constantly salty attitude, his focus being pulled from Angela to face Gabriel.

"Oh, so sorry Mr. Morrison! Sorry that I'm just not as perfect and upstanding as you, FORGIVE ME!" Gabriel growled as he stared down Jack, hands clenched and ready to throw the first punch.

They were both interrupted by the sounds of the man screaming in the room, their heads nearly snapping off to see what was happening.

Angela was smiling rather crazily as she stood over the man, one of her hoof covered feet pushing on his back, causing him to push towards the floor. This wouldn't have done much, though his hands were still cuffed to the table that was built into the floor, meaning that his arms were now twisted backwards, with both being on the verge of breaking or being popped out of place by the woman.

"Sorry dear, but you broke the rules! I might love bad boys, but nobody breaks my rules... or else..." She grinned and pushed a bit harder, the man screaming out in pain far worse than what Gabriel had been able to achieve.

Jack quickly made his way towards the door, with Gabriel grabbing and pushing him back, bringing up a finger to point at him.

"No.. we're close. Who gives a fuck if this asshole has two broken arms? That means nothing when compared to what he might know!"

"Are you mad Reyes? We aren't here to hurt people, no matter how much an asshole they are!"

"Maybe Overwatch isn't here to hurt people, but Blackwatch? That's what we're all about, just looks at us Jack! You think the government would have even made Blackwatch if they knew we wouldn't be up for doing whatever it takes? That's why I'm glad they didn't pick me to lead Overwatch! Because here, I can do as I want and get results!"

Jack was breathing heavily, fuming as once again the man screamed. This time though, he was screaming information. Places of caches filled with weapons and ammo, even plans for Omnic attacks and where the warehouses making them could be found.

Gabriel smiled a shit eating grin, knocking twice on the glass to signal that Angela had done what she had needed to.

"See Jack? Results."