((maybe we should move the finale to the club? what do you think? drama amongst the dance?

All the old feelings were still there.

He did his best to repress them, to bury them as far down as he possibly could. But although his outward appearance remained pious and calculated, his senses still indulged in her every aspect. The whisper of her evening dress and it clung tightly to her body and almost carelessly flared as it approached her ankles.

The radiant glint of her hair, held tight as always upon her scalp, save for a few spiralling locks that framed a porceline face. Two black opals stared back at him with curiousity, and within them, he could see himself. A miniature man, stony and emotionless. She smiled and he felt his facade threaten to buckle under the pressure.

[i:abb4360fd5]"Gabriel..."[/i:abb4360fd5] she said with a nervous chuckle, [i:abb4360fd5]"..is everything alright?"[/i:abb4360fd5]

The world blurred a bit as the increase in the vehicle's acceleration hurtled them through the streets. They turned a corner and the electric hum of the motor filled the void in the conversation to a certain extent. In the distance, Gabriel could make out the bleak outline of the Eye of Ra. He broke the silence at last.

[i:abb4360fd5]"It will be."[/i:abb4360fd5]