Neverworld

[i_can_fix_it]

Gabriel Gray paced through the dreary streets of Brooklyn, a news paper held over his head to keep the light drizzle from soaking into his grey wool suit.  His long features were set in a grim line, angered by the recent argument with his mother, still harping on him after all these years for maintaining his father's watch shop, rather than

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[petrellidreams]

She'd been watching him for days now, becoming a silent observer of his habits and the way Gabriel carried himself. Angela Petrelli had many problems, most of which focused on the young men in her life. She felt the burning desire to nurture them and bring them to their full potential but, at the same time, the eldest Petrelli was haunted by their presence. They represented something she could no longer have in life, or death. For that, she resented them, but only the tiniest bit.

Parallel to that resentment was admiration and adoration. Whenever Angela saw someone like Gabriel Gray, a young man clearly tormented by his own position in the world, she couldn't help but take a second look. Never did she act on those nurturing desires, because Angela had two very important boys at home....though, this one...he was different. She could see it, smell it, feel it, sense it

[i_can_fix_it]

The brunette startled only slightly. He stood perfectly straight, glaring daggers in his anger, temper still afire from the argument, and now fanned again as this matronly woman intruded on his solitude.

It would have been one thing if she'd just come in, but she'd already been here! And in the back, the private space where he even kept a narrow bed for those miserable evenings when he needed desperately to escape his overbearing mother and have somewhere alone.

"Pardon me, Ma'am, if I do. And I've a mind to call the police!" he was certain she was a thief, hoping to get out of being caught red handed by making excuses for herself.

[petrellidreams]

"Not necessary," she said calmly, holding up a gloved hand. Angela took a few steps closer but left a good gap between them, not wanting to frighten the young man. "I've come to offer you something unimaginable, Gabriel. Something you'd be a fool to pass up."

[i_can_fix_it]

"Solicitation is about as welcome as thievery in my shop, Ma'am," Gabriel walked forward, still at his full height. He pulled his glasses from his face, trying to use his hawk-eye glare to intimidate her. "I suggest you leave whatever you may have intended to take on the counter there, and I will let you walk out the front door with out incident."