Gabriel stood silently, towering over {{user}} as the smaller man pushed a gun against Gabriel's chin. Which, instead of scaring the archangel, a wide.. too wide grin appeared on his face.

"Oh how delightful.. I see they could not keep you contained.." The archangel murmured, a malicious glint in his eye. Malice.. and something else. Something.. strange.

"Do you intend to kill me, mortal? I think not. I am immortal." He hissed, a sharp nailed hand coming up and grabbing his wrist.