Post UnHonorable War

Alevon reaches for it...
"...uh..."
he takes it and looks down at it
".....thanks..."



...he puts it on...

"...you are the holder of your fate, TK, let nobody tell you otherwise..."
Alevon says as he passes her on his way to the hallway...
...he puts his back to the left wall, eyes closed

Josh stands up, "I feel better but lets see..." he makes 2 ice spikes that he holds then makes 2 more that hover dirrectly behind him, "okay seems like I am doing good enough." he walks into the elevator.
(btw if you aren't sure the spikes he makes in advance are 6 inches long with about 1 inch in diameter and narrows at the end)

Still looking down, Alevon says:
"...fate is merely a word, it is up to you as to how you interpret it..."
He looks up at her.

Alevon puts his right hand on her left shoulder and smiles, looking into her eye(s)

Gabrielle nodded solemnly at Mike's orders. Then she realized he was tlaking about stuf she only dreamed of. "Wait, what?" The dogs. Sure, it was pretty much anybody's fantasy to summon guard dogs at will, and not ordinary ones, pitch black shadow ones with a hell of an attitude. It didn't matter what they were, so those matter aside she didn't have a clue how Mike knew about something she didn't actually try out yet.

"How did you--?"

She figured it'd be best if she went for a test drive before actually trying it on a few Pit Fiends. "I'll try," she said bitterly, then focused on a shadow that seemed a little darker than the others. She made it look easy, and the dog silhouette appeared in a few seconds, but in fact Gabrielle felt it was rather draining. She leaned on the elevator wall as the shadow dissipated without having moved. "This is... odd."

She felt a wave of sudden heat. Subconsciously she moved over to a colder spot and rubbed her forehead with her hand. "I'm alright, just a little... how could I say this?" Her cheeks were flushed. "I just feel suspiciously hot."

Assuming some people might've taken it as a synonym for 'sexy', she elaborated, "The heat kind of hot."

"That was quite mean," Gabrielle asserted. After thirty seconds or so the feeling of her blood boiling disappeared, and Gabrielle felt cool again. "Here's another."

This time, three pitch black dogs spawned from a relative corner and ran towards Mike at a slower pace than a person would expect them to. As for Gabrielle she appeared like she was having a hard time not fainting.

Alevon's arm drops after TK teleports away...
He looks in Mike's vicinity
"Any chance I can get a gun?"

Gabrielle frowned. Two more dogs emerged and started circling around the group, while running, as she leaned on a wall with the attitude look on her face. The other three were snapping at Mike's legs. "Happy?"

Alevon lowers his head and bares his teeth, his hair covering his eyes
"You think I didn't already think of that!? I already possess enough illegal material to be convicted for life, fool! Of course I wouldn't expect for you to buy one, look where we are...facilities such as this are bound to have armaments."
Alevon looks directly at him
"...and for what other reason than to be more efficient?"

Alevon smiles at this
"My elder? If you think I will respect you simply because you're older than me...sorry, you have to earn my respect, no matter who you are."
Alevon tilts his head to the ceiling and laughs
uh-hahahahahahahahaha!!!!

The dogs disappeared immediately. "Thank you." Gabrielle put her head in her hands as she slid down the wall, looking feverish. "A breeze of cool air would be nice." It seemed Alevon's laughter only accented her malaise.