Insufferable Reintroductions [Master]

The train doors were closing as Gabe was running towards it in order to try to catch the most recent stop. Gabe was heading over to Sunlake palms as well after taking care a bit of business involving his store. "Wait, please, one moment!!" The first thing that blocked the door was Gabe's suitcase, the Next was half of Gabe's body. Finally, Gabe managed to make it inside. "Phew!!" Gabe would take in a deep breath and push up his glasses, rather satisfied that managed to get in. "Looking around, Gabe was trying to find a nice place to stand, but ended up making eye contact with the trailer park girl. "Ahh, it seems you moved on to haunting the train as of late? A small joke, but he doubted that she would laugh.

"Oh... this reminds me of one oof the chapters I drew not too long ago..." Gabe would say as he walked over and took an empty seat next to where the parlor ghost was standing. He then looked at the same area that she was and made a square with his thumb and index finger using both hands. "Maybe from this angle, it's more clear? Hm..... The young one?" Who really knew?" What? Is he your type? You might as well make it seem like a natural conversation instead of being so shallow. Your crush does in fact see how you interact with other people. "Gabe would say teasingly, but how would he guess that this parlor ghost was being paid to stalk someone? That kind of detail was way over his head. "Still wont talk to me?"

Pushing herself in front of him was definitely something unexpected. Did he tease her too much? Was she about to exercise violence on Gabe's handsome face? No, maybe not physical violence, but her tone was verbally painful from how mean she came across. "Maybe if you explained a bit of what you were off the bat, i wouldn't be hindering you and understand the purpose of your occupation? I thought you was a random woman that offered hospitality in small rooms with different themes? Please explain to me how the hell that translate to being an ace detective.....unless.."

Gabe then snapped his fingers and pulled out a notepad. "This is your disguise, that place is a cover and you use it to get everywhere. And the parlor ghost is your code name.. spy....ahh... i can use a character like you for my anime..." Gabe would say as he wrote all this down. "I might have ruined one of your mornings, but you just made mine all the more interesting.

"Pig?  " Swallowing hard for just a moment, seemingly close to somewhat of a peak of taking on this woman's verbal abuse, Gabe would try as best as he can to salvage the situation in a cordial manner. "How rude, do you kiss your mother with that mouth? You do know that you have to give respect in order to receive it in kind. I understand getting off on the wrong foot, and I apologize for the wrong I played on that side.  However, that doesn't mean that you can talk to whoever you want in whichever way. Maybe that's why you admire the spectating and inspecting life, only because interactions with real people will only crash and burn if this is the approach that you take towards them. It doesn't work..."

She can act that way if she wanted to, but Gabe wasn't about to change himself or act in the same way that she did. "Interior design is something I was actually looking for in order to improve my shop, i draw up manga from time to time. Your personality..well... pieces of it quite a character I had in mind for one of the books. It's just a concept, but I can get other ideas from somewhere else then. I can also find another interior designer if you refuse to work with me. Don't worry, I won't ask, saves you the stress. "

Gabe shook his head. "The only way out could get information that other people don't want you knowing is if you spied on them. Everyone is out of reach, social walls do exist..parlor ghost. As well as private ones.

"Is your hat on too tight? Because there must be something seriously wrong with you..."

Gabe would say as he facepalmed, looking at the woman through his glasses. Some of the things she said did make sense to him, but other comments won't make sense to anyone else with a half a brain. Wait, that felt a little different. "Huh..." Gabe rubbed his temples as he tried to address the woman. "The thing about casual conversations is to not make a scene, what happened to that discreet attitude you was showing a few moments ago?" The young man would say as he took off one of his gloves. Did Gabe truly cause her to flip a switch? "Not alive huh?" Gabe reached out and touched her hand. If he felt warmth, that was one thing to compare to his own. " If that was the case, you would be cold. If you are a car accident, then your car doesn't have a driver. It's nothing short of asking someone to forcefully take your wheel and steer you on the right course.  Just so you aren't a danger to yourself or the people around you.

This woman was something else, trying to evaluate Gabe right on the spot?" Terrorists and the Queen, that has nothing to do with my life in the least. Continuing peace and tranquility is the only thing i have an interest in. " Of course, Gabe left out that he himself was  terrorist. "Do you know why people like violence? It is because it feels good. Humans find violence deeply satisfying. But remove the satisfaction, and the act becomes... hollow. Your words will never bring me to that point." Gabe shook his head.

"Perhaps you aren't that educated. Just because a person shows you a side of them that seems to be a mask, doesn't mean its fake. It's all apart of an overall personality that every human being has. The combination of all sides is what makes a personality whole, for every social situation, every intimate encounter, there is a different "you" that you reveal to that person.  You are a hypocrite, because a true self-doesn't exist. You don't like what they show you, so you try force them to show you something about themselves that you dont even deserve to see. You never really tried to understand the people you observed, have you? And her we are, agguing on the train like an angry couple.

"Or Flabbergasted? If incoherent squeals and negative responds is all you have to offer with me, then i think i see where the problem stems if your conversations tend to be repetitive and high maintenance." Gabe couldn't help but to feel embarrassed for her, how could she continue to act in such a way in front of all of these people? Was she deprived? Was that it?" I don't know you, not really. I thought you had some sort of admirable pride in your work, but you proved me wrong. You could care less, so I guess i'm glad you cleared it up as fast as you did. Makes me wonder if there is anything in this world that you do care about? But i guess dead people don't hold on to bonds. They just....linger...until they're forgotten. "

For a brief moment, Gabe thought about his parents. "......." Once more, this woman continued to push Gabe, but she really couldn't do it. "I don't know if you are trying to get a rise out of me, or bring me to a place where i don't want to be right now? Once again, Your approach is too simple if you expect to get anything out of me. I entertain it for a few minutes, but after a while, i become numb to it. I;m almost as stumped as you are to how we ended up conversing. I thought i owed you an apology, but now i'm starting to regret it, due to the consistent bitch vibe and Voyager tendencies, which probably links towards a quality of life that everyone shares that you simply don't have. I wonder how you function, i wonder if you are really dead as you say? For the most part, my opinion is.. you are completely full of shit, and your life is based upon wasting time and belittling others. "

Gabe shook his head. " Also, the fact that you try to force people to be on your level, it's pathetic. But i'm not mad, i don't even expect you to change for the rest of your unearthing or "Second chance." It annoyed him to no end. " But if something does anger me, its that someone like you can get a second chance, and the important people to me, probably just stays dead.