I doubt they'll be very pleased with you if you kill me. You probably won't even be paid.
Now this was interesting. This human thought he was kidnapped on someone's orders, awaiting a ransom? Gabriel taps a bony finger against his chin, a bit thoughtful. Perhaps he should have done a more thorough background check... but money didn't really interest him, as he was used to stealing what he needed and financing anything bigger with the money he got from his 'work' back home. (Though so far, the City didn't seem to have a need for torturers and assassins.)
Gabriel moves a bit closer to Cain, the scent of mold, earth and rotten corpse growing stronger around the prisoner as he did. Aside from the sound of the boots against the cellar floor, there were no other sounds from the undead man; no breathing and no heartbeat. For someone without sight, it would be difficult to pinpoint where he was - which was just what Gabriel liked. Watching the human struggle against the ropes, the rogue grins and puts a hand on Cain's shoulder.
"Heh. So you're some bigshot, then?" He says, breath a bit too close for comfort. "Sorry to disappoint you, but you're not worth anything to me. If anything, you're just keeping me company until you croak." Gabriel's bone-tipped fingers dig in just a bit, not hard enough to break the skin. "Or until I decide to eat you."
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Now this was interesting. This human thought he was kidnapped on someone's orders, awaiting a ransom? Gabriel taps a bony finger against his chin, a bit thoughtful. Perhaps he should have done a more thorough background check... but money didn't really interest him, as he was used to stealing what he needed and financing anything bigger with the money he got from his 'work' back home. (Though so far, the City didn't seem to have a need for torturers and assassins.)
Gabriel moves a bit closer to Cain, the scent of mold, earth and rotten corpse growing stronger around the prisoner as he did. Aside from the sound of the boots against the cellar floor, there were no other sounds from the undead man; no breathing and no heartbeat. For someone without sight, it would be difficult to pinpoint where he was - which was just what Gabriel liked. Watching the human struggle against the ropes, the rogue grins and puts a hand on Cain's shoulder.
"Heh. So you're some bigshot, then?" He says, breath a bit too close for comfort. "Sorry to disappoint you, but you're not worth anything to me. If anything, you're just keeping me company until you croak." Gabriel's bone-tipped fingers dig in just a bit, not hard enough to break the skin. "Or until I decide to eat you."