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Gabriel walked between roof tops with ease, stepping on plates of hazy air as he moved across the building. He looked around with a bored expression as he sipped on a coffee he had gotten. He was bored, and had a few hours before Mythos would mobilize and realize that he next target’s name was right in the recording he had allowed them to get.

That’s when he noticed some guy jumping on top of buildings towards him like he was some action star. “Or maybe he is…” Gabriel said as he sipped again, he could see the man clearly as he jumped past him a few yards away, and thought he recognized him. So his hand shot out form his jacket’s pocket and clenched at the man. The man froze as a haze enveloped him. Slowly he was drawn over to Gabriel by a strange force all around him. Gabriel lowered the field from around the man’s head so he could hear and talk to him. He held him up and looked at him.

“I know you from somewhere,” Gabriel said and took another gulped of coffee, soon he realized where, “You’re that guy from Belfast Cop right! No, wait, you’re his stunt double.” Gabriel said disappointedly. His voice seemed to echo in the man’s head; soon his mind was feeling like it was about to explode as two minds mingled within his brain. “You’re no god guy; you’re just a freak like me. Get used to it.” He said apathetically and with a flick of his arm Kyle was pressed into the air, Gabriel released the field and thus threw Kyle off in the direction he was going before walking off in the air towards the park calmly humming to himself.