11-04-2007, 01:54 PM
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Not long ago, Gabriel had given this man a royal order to allow him to be judge, jury, and executioner. Though his…would they be considered relations now, with he and Faolin the way they were? Perhaps. They were all blood here. It was a family business, the bringing about of a new world order. The voice tore him from his own thoughts, and Gabriel’s eyes changed—they seemed, in the frankest sense, to turn on. Light sparked back into their gold-yellow color, the eyes of his mother, and he saw the figure for who and what he was.[/html]
It was a stupid question. Gabriel thought that before anything else, but his face showed no outward sign of any thought. He felt detached from himself. “Yes,” he said blankly, shifting his weight and settling onto his haunches. “Along with all that goes with it.” He paused, turning his focus away from Hybrid and out to the sea. It was always a constant, and something that held sway over them all.