[h2][center]Dr. Gabriel Cole//[color=teal]ICARUS[/color][/center][/h2]

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Gabriel glared behind his visor, which translated to a crackle of electricity across his shoulders, for Maverick's benefit. He knew the girl didn't exactly have reason to be forthcoming, especially given her present circumstances, but the girl... grated on him, for a number of reasons. Her foul mouth and equally foul temper just being one thing. But still, he had a job to do, so soldier on he must.

[color=teal]"Firstly, you're the first tenant I've had in here. Lucky you. Secondly, I wouldn't even have brought you here if I could help it. If there was an authority I could hand you over to that could actually hold you, you'd be with them. As it is, your powerset makes typical methods of incarceration... complicated. Rest assured, though, there's probably someone out there who'll be able to take you off my hands, so we'll be out of each other's hair eventually. For right now, though, there are things we need to discuss."[/color] 

He reached into his coat pocket, pulling out the item he'd found in the trunk he'd acquired from her- a simple, folded-up piece of paper. He unfolded it, clearing his throat, before reading aloud.


[color=teal]"'To the finder of this note, congratulations! If you are reading this, then Maverick has failed her very simple mission and is in big trouble with her boss. Hopefully that thought brings you some comfort. Have a pleasant day, signed, the Management.'"[/color] Gabriel then crumpled the note with perhaps more force than was necessary, then incinerated it in a flash of plasma (which was clearly unnecessary, but hey, he was mad). [color=teal]"That was the only thing in that trunk you were trying to steal. Which meant you were sent out to steal absolutely nothing, which means I wasted my time showing up [i]at all,[/i] and that I just punted two teenage girls through a couple of buildings because of somebody's idea of a [i]fucking joke!![/i]"[/color] He closed his eyes, taking a deep breath to try and calm himself, before continuing.

[color=teal]"And the only silver lining is that now you're here. Not much of a silver lining, I know, but we work with what we have. So, Miss Maverick, here's how things proceed from here: you're going to tell me everything you know about the people who employed you to toss cars through storefronts, I can hopefully use that knowledge to salvage something out of this debacle of an evening, and maybe- just maybe- I'll let the proper authorities know you cooperated when they come to arrest you. Start talking,"[/color] he said, his voice still sounding dangerously... frustrated.