Gabriel had left the bank some hours before by the time he had arrived home. Changing his clothes in the same alley and walking back out into the public, face pale white. Out of the years he spent as a monk when he was a kid, he learned how to condition his body against stress. He was able to take a punches, kicks, and even stab wounds and be able to feign wellness. But these powers he had developed... They were a whole new ballgame. The stress they caused his body was unreal, but it always seemed to flow smooth while he was doing it. Then minutes later after he'd stop for even a moment and he'd be floored. It wasn't as bad when he was controlling water, but just a little bit of his own blood was like crazy. 

When the abilities first came to him he only knew of the water. He had went to the ocean and tried to see how much he could carry at once and it wasn't much at all. A buckets worth, maybe two if he tried hard enough. He spent a couple of days on the ocean shore meditating and doing the monk thing he almost never did anymore. He practiced with the water and found creative ways to work it. He couldn't really control much more than a few gallons all at once, but he could juggle. He could move some and let it fall, move more, let it fall, then go back to the first bit.

That was the same kind of juggling he was doing with his life right now. He had to take care of Jacob, Jacob pushed him to save the world with his new abilities, his father was always dragging him into business meetings so he could know how to run the company when he inherited the company. 

Gabriel shook his head to disperse his thoughts and pressed a button on a set of golden-colored gates that led to his beach house. The sound of Jacob's voice rang through a speaker on one of the gate's collums. 

"GABE! Are you okay?"
"Yes Jacob. Open the gates, I need to sit down."
"Magic words."
"Jacob I swear to God."
"Magic. Words."
"Jac-"
"Gabriel. Say it."

Gabriel's brow lowered in an expression of agitation for a moment and he let out a long sigh. His face fell into a more relaxed countenance and he spoke, or rather he tried to speak and his voice caught for a moment. Jacob was an ass. Making his "adoptive" big brother and caretaker say such a stupid phrase. Then if you thought it wasn't all that stupid if you knew the story behind it.

"Human Space-Heater Kitten."

"Now was that so bad?!" Said Jacob with a giddy voice as the gates swung open for a moment to let him pass and swung shut.

Gabriel stepped along the cobblestone path up to the front door that Jacob had opened and was standing at. Jacob was short kid, probably 5'5". Naturally blonde hair, currently dyed bright pink and peach. Deep green eyes, button-like features, cute kid. Next to Gabriel they seemed like an unlikely pair of friends, but they weren't. 

Jacob jumped toward Gabriel with a hug to which Gabe caught him and returned. Jacob then stepped back and Gabriel caught a glimpse of Jacob's hands... covered in oil. 

"JACOB THIS WAS A GOOD SHIRT."