Sable held a fixed look of anger, the barrel of the pistol pressing hard against Grant’s head, her hand was shaking slightly. Her heart was pounding in her chest, not because she was afraid but the fact that she was actually doing this, to her brother of all people. She had abandoned this lifestyle only to come full circle into it again it seemed, her trigger finger was twitching, this wasn’t just something she felt she had to do, she wanted to do this, almost as if every part of her ached just to pull the trigger on him. It was her brother though, she couldn’t fathom taking the life of her own blood, still though, the idea continued to revolve around her. ”All I want is the mask, brother...” She whispered, her cryptic words trailing metaphorical venom in them, her free hand was balled into a fist and shaking, angry because this was a hidden level Grant had pushed her to and because she had given in to do it.
Her gaze shifted to lock onto Steel, she wasn’t very familiar with her, she could only guess that she was a Titan, a new one at that. She kept her weapon trained on Grant’s skull, continuing to stare down the metal coated female. “I am calm, all I want is what I’ve asked for…” She said simply, her eyes switching back and forth between Grant and Steel every now and then.
Ironsight shrugged in response to her question, he just thought it would be a good opportunity to see who he was really up against. It was always someone got to date the enemy, who knew what kinds of secrets she was harboring. “I don’t know, you seem pretty evil, I might just have to get the cuffs.” He said in a sly manner, smirking at her, watching her leave the room, getting a good look at her rear and resisting the temptation, no matter how hard he wanted to smack it. He waited for her to finish with her calls, most likely to the Titans, he wasn’t standing around her for those. Shortly he joined her by her motorcycle. “So, you willing to let me ride this time?” He asked, placing his hand on the bike.
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