A smile, and a slow clap from the audience. Tall and lanky as ever, Gabriel seemed to simply emerge from the small crowd that had gathered around Mithias. A smile lit his face, reaching from ear to ear. A row of bladed teeth, interlocking into a jaw that would be more befitting of a shark than a vampire. To Mithias, however, no shadow hid the ever-charming lines of Gabriel's face, the illusions that had secured Gabriel's image in the minds of the less protected fading before Mithias' gaze. Under the brim of the top hat was not a pair of bright glowing dots, nor were Gabriel's eyes at all red. His face was not smooth and inhuman, as it appeared to those with more open minds. It was rather a human face, covered in the drawn lines of a man who had seen many things. His skin was pale, but not extremely so - had it not been for his teeth, Gabriel could almost have passed for human. However, one more thing marred his appearance. A long scar ran over his face, something in between a slash and a burn, disfiguring what must once have been a handsome face. It was a mark that never healed, even with the healing factor of a vampire. It had been there as long as Mithias could remember, and presumably long before he had been born. Gabriel would not speak of it, nor would he explain how he had gained this mark. However, undoubtedly, it had been one of the few brushes with death Gabriel had experienced. "It seems like there are things I haven't seen after all, even in my lifetime. My boy, you could play? How dare you never have shown your old man before now, I'm practically insulted!" Gabriel chuckled, as he marched forward, the humans scattering and returning to whatever had previously occupied their empty and meaningless lives. With a simple gesture of thought, Gabriel reached into their minds, plucking out all memory of the event. They would not remember having seen him, or having watched a street performer dressed in leather. "And all this just to find me? You'd think humble old me were someone important. A celebrity, perhaps? Come, come, we have much to talk about. I hear you left SOLDIER? I thought you'd never leave them behind you." Turning, Gabriel started up the street, erasing the memories of any who would even look in his direction, effectively invisible to the world.