Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20190918134951/@comment-7262318-20190919003606

Gabriel glanced up at the window and frowned. "Son of a bitch," He spat. His intel had apparently been a bad tip this time around.

It was time to improvise. He stepped over to the door and took up a spot just next to it, before going to his wrist brace. He removed a small vial of a green substance off of his belt and loaded it into the slot. It was nothing lethal, but it would give him one hell of a headache if it didn't knock him straight out.