Lair of the Warrior

Home of Gabriel/Takeshi Patterson, no-nonsense, snarky warrior and brainiac. (The model that is sometimes used to represent this Original Role Play Character is Hugh Jackman.)

[joasakura]

Gabe to Archer:

“ is there someone you have a crush on ?”

Archer had been half-dozing. The batarian whiskey was currently outpacing his biotic metabolism, casting a warm, boozy blanket over his hyperaware senses. It wouldn't for long, and he'd be back to being inundated with a million microscopic assaults in scant minutes so he was enjoying it while he could.

He gave Gabriel a resentful little look as he cracked one eye open. "Come again?"

"You heard me, kitten." Gabriel snorted, taking a swig. He was barely upright.

"Fuck you. I'm not a teenager. I don't get *crushes*" Archer waved dismissively. "What d'you think I'm writing my name with little hearts or something?"

"Well, that'd be something to see." Gabriel kicked him under the table. "Not even on, I dunno, Commander Shepard?"

"Shepard doesn't count. 1) Everyone’s got a fuckin crush on Shepard to a degree and 2) I came up with him and you don't get crushes on someone you've watched power vomit in time with the Turian Imperial Anthem." Archer stared at him, drumming his fingers on the glass. "I. I don't get crushes."

"Hm." Gabriel said.

"Hm."

[joasakura]

This is still one of the funniest goddamn RP interactions I’ve ever experienced.

❤️ @tovaras

[joasakura]

I don’t have the time rn to do this nicely but

Breakfast with Gabe and Archer for @tovaras

[gabriel-patterson]

Hey asshole I made jam and there’s one with your name on it . And before you ask I can’t draw but that’s supposed to be a dragon.

A

Aww, kitten, I didn't know you cared.

Gonna smear that shit all over my toast.

/Gabe

[n7slayerargus]

... i genuinely thought that sentence was going somewhere else and was gonna say it’s got Jalapeños in it so you do you.

[gabriel-patterson]

If it does, then you owe me breakfast. I can’t eat this now!

[n7slayerargus]

Gabriel.

Don’t be a big cyborg baby.

It’s barely spicy, it tastes more like raspberries. You destroy monsters for lunch, so just try it. If you GENUINELY hate it, I’ll make you something else.

:p

[gabriel-patterson]

If you’re lying to me, I will come and haunt you from beyond the grave.

I will be on your ass, moan in your ear and flush your toilet at all hours of the night.

[n7slayerargus]

So basically that weekend you had Batarian Flu.

[gabriel-patterson]

I should have sneezed in your fucking eyes.

[gabriel-patterson]

Hey asshole I made jam and there’s one with your name on it . And before you ask I can’t draw but that’s supposed to be a dragon.

A

Aww, kitten, I didn't know you cared.

Gonna smear that shit all over my toast.

/Gabe

[n7slayerargus]

... i genuinely thought that sentence was going somewhere else and was gonna say it’s got Jalapeños in it so you do you.

[gabriel-patterson]

If it does, then you owe me breakfast. I can’t eat this now!

[n7slayerargus]

Gabriel.

Don’t be a big cyborg baby.

It’s barely spicy, it tastes more like raspberries. You destroy monsters for lunch, so just try it. If you GENUINELY hate it, I’ll make you something else.

:p

[gabriel-patterson]

If you’re lying to me, I will come and haunt you from beyond the grave.

I will be on your ass, moan in your ear and flush your toilet at all hours of the night.

[gabriel-patterson]

Hey asshole I made jam and there’s one with your name on it . And before you ask I can’t draw but that’s supposed to be a dragon.

A

Aww, kitten, I didn't know you cared.

Gonna smear that shit all over my toast.

/Gabe

[n7slayerargus]

... i genuinely thought that sentence was going somewhere else and was gonna say it’s got Jalapeños in it so you do you.

[gabriel-patterson]

If it does, then you owe me breakfast. I can’t eat this now!

[gabriel-patterson]

Hey asshole I made jam and there’s one with your name on it . And before you ask I can’t draw but that’s supposed to be a dragon.

A

Aww, kitten, I didn't know you cared.

Gonna smear that shit all over my toast.

/Gabe

[gabriel-patterson]

He wasn’t sure how smart it was. Ben was one of the people that made Gabriel question himself the most, mostly because the man was so damn innocent compared to the rest of them. That and Archer was fiercy protective and as much as a bond as he and Archer had, if Gabriel managed to hurt Ben in one way or the other, he would be flayed and he would deserve it. Still, Gabriel was new on the SSV Berlin so he was set on making the rounds to get to know people the best he could. It could very well be the last chance he had to make friends after all. He had his list, he had checked it twice and because of Archer he had chosen to go to Ben first simply because he had the potential to be the hardest one for an asshole like Gabriel. He took a deep breath as he looked at Ben’s door, hoping that the younger Phoenix was inside before giving the door a firm know. “Yo. Scoots? I mean… Ben. You in there? Got a couple of beer I would like to share with you.”

[scooterphoenix]

Ben opened the door, bits of a stripped sidearm floating in a biotic haze around him. “Yo, Dragon.”

“Don’t you start too.” Gabriel snorted as Ben moved aside to let him in. “Archer has already roasted me about it, and the more you say something, the more invested in it I am.” He glanced as the pieces fit together as Ben gestured to his bed and took a seat in a nearby chair. “What the fuck are you doing?”

“When I was a kid.Cerberus docs… they made me learn how to do puzzles- one with my hands and one with my biotics at the same time. I take stuff apart and put it back together sometimes like this.” The gun’s rails fit neatly back into place as the tiny screws refastened everything.

“Neat trick.” He sat the beers down on the table. “I’m just doing the rounds and being social.”

Ben glanced down at the beer and then popped open a nearby juice box. “Will have a beer after Reaper is dead. Sometimes I have.” he made a vague gesture. “Weird reactions to alcohol.”

“Like what?” Gabriel took a sip and blinked.

“I ate a fern and they had to pry me out of ve. Ven… air ducts on the Blue.” Ben laughed at the memory. “Super paranoid. Best not to before big fight.”

“Legit.” Gabe leaned back. “So, why the name change?”

“I’m… more me now. I think. Scooter. Got me to a safer place. But I want to try and be Ben again. I think it’s who I need to be. If that makes sense?”

“It does.” Gabe laughed a bit. “He talks about you all the damn time, you know that? Not to be embarassing, but. Archer’s so proud of you, it makes him all weepy. I mean, as weepy as Archer gets.”

“Ok, that’s pretty funny.”

[gabriel-patterson]

“Oh, it is funny, you got no idea. I’d take a picture if I could get away with it, but fucker’s fast and nimble,” Gabriel chuckled before giving Scooter, no Ben, a slight smile.

“Forgive me if I ask a really dumb question now,” he murmured, running a finger over the edge of his can of beer, “But what do you prefer? Scooter? Ben? Hurricane?”

The latter was asked because people kept refering to one another by their calls and it confused the ever-loving shit out of Gabriel. He was lucky to know Archer and Maddox so he knew their names and their calls, but for everyone else… They could might as well point at the nearest drone and say “That’s Zeus” or whatever people were called.

It’s partly why he chose to be called Dragon. It wasn’t because he felt like one, but it was *easy* to remember, both for himself and others, and the rest…? Well, he could work on that. Gabriel then grimaced some as he realised that his question could be viewed as *sensitive* and quickly took a deep gulp of beer. “… Sorry if that’s a touch to personal. I know I’m a stranger to most people here…”

[scooterphoenix]

Ben suddenly brightened. “There’s a protocol!”

Gabe was confused as to why this was so exciting for the little vanguard, but he gestured to Ben to continue.

“Inside names. Ben. Here with friends, family. Not everyone, outside us…” he made a sweeping motion. “Maybe they don’t all deserve our names, you know?” He laughed then. “If someone calls me “Hurricane” then I’m probably in trouble.”

“In the ship, or when we lived on P1. For people we worked with all the time… ‘Phoenix Roosevelt’ or ‘Hurricane’. Phoenix Roosevelt takes a long time to say but.” He shrugged.

“Then, outside. Hurricane. It’s what I am and it’s what strangers need to know.” He tipped his head. “Ajax calls me Scoots and will never stop.” His brows flattened. “Not a hill I feel like dying on.”

[gabriel-patterson]

Gabriel listened as Ben explained the so-called protocol and if he was to be honest, what the younger phoenix said made sense. 

“I think I get it,” he said while taking a sip from his beer. “Names are simply what other people give you, it holds different meanings. Here, you are with family, you are Ben. Out there, especially now, you are Hurricane.” He smiled some, uncharaceristicly warm for someone like him. “Maybe one day, you can be Ben again out there as well,” he murmured. “If you want to, of course.”

Ben tilted his head before shrugging his shoulders lighty. “Maybe. I focus on now, tomorrow comes later. Can’t worry about something that isn’t here yet.”

“Got a point there,” Gabriel chuckled while shaking his head. He looked down at his hands, eyes narrowing slightly as he let the fingers caress over the can of beer. “The people here… They care about each other. They care about you. “

“I know,” Ben said. “And I care about them too.”

“I can tell,” Gabriel murmured. “It’s good. Very good.”

[scooterphoenix]

Ben’s smile broadened, “and you too, Dragon.” He teased. “You’re part of us. Doesn’t matter if it says Dragoon.” He prodded Gabe’s leg with his foot. “You’re a part of us.”

[gabriel-patterson]

Gabriel let out a snort and smirked at Ben, looking back up at him. “Sweet of you to say, Ben,” he murmured even if his heart gave a painful throb in his chest. “Here’s to a bunch of crazy-ass motherfuckets and to downing the damn Reapers,” he said instead while lifting his beer.

[gabriel-patterson]

Pre-Op: Reaperfall

Gabriel rarely felt nervous before battle and this time was not different. He felt oddly calm, almost serene despite knowing the odds they were going against.

Maybe it was because he had made peace with whatever the outcome would be when it came to himself, but if there was one thing he was determinted to do and that was made sure that Archer, Marie and Maddox came out of things alive.

He hadn’t been with them since coming to the Berlin, couldn’t bring himself to do it. He didn’t regret having slept with them the times he did, but there was more going on between his friend and his two lovers than Gabriel realised and he just couldn’t do it. “I’m just too old for that shit,” he mumbled to himself as he looked out the large observation window from his spot on the floor, a half-empty bottle of whiskey sitting next to him.

No, the three of them had something good going on and Gabriel was not going to be the asshole to ruin it for them. Instead he would do his part and ensure that Archer would survive the mission, that Maddox and Marie would be safe. He could ensure their happy ending.

He took a deep drink from the glass, closing his eyes as he let the whiskey roll over his tongue and down his throat. 

“I’m the fucking dragon,” he hummed to himself and allowed himself a small smirk. “And I’ll protect my shit with all I have. You just fucking watch me, you Reaper piece of shit. You will go down.”

[gabriel-patterson]

He wasn’t sure how smart it was. Ben was one of the people that made Gabriel question himself the most, mostly because the man was so damn innocent compared to the rest of them. That and Archer was fiercy protective and as much as a bond as he and Archer had, if Gabriel managed to hurt Ben in one way or the other, he would be flayed and he would deserve it. Still, Gabriel was new on the SSV Berlin so he was set on making the rounds to get to know people the best he could. It could very well be the last chance he had to make friends after all. He had his list, he had checked it twice and because of Archer he had chosen to go to Ben first simply because he had the potential to be the hardest one for an asshole like Gabriel. He took a deep breath as he looked at Ben’s door, hoping that the younger Phoenix was inside before giving the door a firm know. “Yo. Scoots? I mean… Ben. You in there? Got a couple of beer I would like to share with you.”

[scooterphoenix]

Ben opened the door, bits of a stripped sidearm floating in a biotic haze around him. “Yo, Dragon.”

“Don’t you start too.” Gabriel snorted as Ben moved aside to let him in. “Archer has already roasted me about it, and the more you say something, the more invested in it I am.” He glanced as the pieces fit together as Ben gestured to his bed and took a seat in a nearby chair. “What the fuck are you doing?”

“When I was a kid.Cerberus docs… they made me learn how to do puzzles- one with my hands and one with my biotics at the same time. I take stuff apart and put it back together sometimes like this.” The gun’s rails fit neatly back into place as the tiny screws refastened everything.

“Neat trick.” He sat the beers down on the table. “I’m just doing the rounds and being social.”

Ben glanced down at the beer and then popped open a nearby juice box. “Will have a beer after Reaper is dead. Sometimes I have.” he made a vague gesture. “Weird reactions to alcohol.”

“Like what?” Gabriel took a sip and blinked.

“I ate a fern and they had to pry me out of ve. Ven… air ducts on the Blue.” Ben laughed at the memory. “Super paranoid. Best not to before big fight.”

“Legit.” Gabe leaned back. “So, why the name change?”

“I’m… more me now. I think. Scooter. Got me to a safer place. But I want to try and be Ben again. I think it’s who I need to be. If that makes sense?”

“It does.” Gabe laughed a bit. “He talks about you all the damn time, you know that? Not to be embarassing, but. Archer’s so proud of you, it makes him all weepy. I mean, as weepy as Archer gets.”

“Ok, that’s pretty funny.”

[gabriel-patterson]

“Oh, it is funny, you got no idea. I’d take a picture if I could get away with it, but fucker’s fast and nimble,” Gabriel chuckled before giving Scooter, no Ben, a slight smile.

“Forgive me if I ask a really dumb question now,” he murmured, running a finger over the edge of his can of beer, “But what do you prefer? Scooter? Ben? Hurricane?”

The latter was asked because people kept refering to one another by their calls and it confused the ever-loving shit out of Gabriel. He was lucky to know Archer and Maddox so he knew their names and their calls, but for everyone else… They could might as well point at the nearest drone and say “That’s Zeus” or whatever people were called.

It’s partly why he chose to be called Dragon. It wasn’t because he felt like one, but it was *easy* to remember, both for himself and others, and the rest…? Well, he could work on that. Gabriel then grimaced some as he realised that his question could be viewed as *sensitive* and quickly took a deep gulp of beer. “… Sorry if that’s a touch to personal. I know I’m a stranger to most people here…”

[scooterphoenix]

Ben suddenly brightened. “There’s a protocol!”

Gabe was confused as to why this was so exciting for the little vanguard, but he gestured to Ben to continue.

“Inside names. Ben. Here with friends, family. Not everyone, outside us…” he made a sweeping motion. “Maybe they don’t all deserve our names, you know?” He laughed then. “If someone calls me “Hurricane” then I’m probably in trouble.”

“In the ship, or when we lived on P1. For people we worked with all the time… ‘Phoenix Roosevelt’ or ‘Hurricane’. Phoenix Roosevelt takes a long time to say but.” He shrugged.

“Then, outside. Hurricane. It’s what I am and it’s what strangers need to know.” He tipped his head. “Ajax calls me Scoots and will never stop.” His brows flattened. “Not a hill I feel like dying on.”

[gabriel-patterson]

Gabriel listened as Ben explained the so-called protocol and if he was to be honest, what the younger phoenix said made sense. 

“I think I get it,” he said while taking a sip from his beer. “Names are simply what other people give you, it holds different meanings. Here, you are with family, you are Ben. Out there, especially now, you are Hurricane.” He smiled some, uncharaceristicly warm for someone like him. “Maybe one day, you can be Ben again out there as well,” he murmured. “If you want to, of course.”

Ben tilted his head before shrugging his shoulders lighty. “Maybe. I focus on now, tomorrow comes later. Can’t worry about something that isn’t here yet.”

“Got a point there,” Gabriel chuckled while shaking his head. He looked down at his hands, eyes narrowing slightly as he let the fingers caress over the can of beer. “The people here... They care about each other. They care about you. “

“I know,” Ben said. “And I care about them too.”

“I can tell,” Gabriel murmured. “It’s good. Very good.”

[gabriel-patterson]

He wasn’t sure how smart it was. Ben was one of the people that made Gabriel question himself the most, mostly because the man was so damn innocent compared to the rest of them. That and Archer was fiercy protective and as much as a bond as he and Archer had, if Gabriel managed to hurt Ben in one way or the other, he would be flayed and he would deserve it. Still, Gabriel was new on the SSV Berlin so he was set on making the rounds to get to know people the best he could. It could very well be the last chance he had to make friends after all. He had his list, he had checked it twice and because of Archer he had chosen to go to Ben first simply because he had the potential to be the hardest one for an asshole like Gabriel. He took a deep breath as he looked at Ben’s door, hoping that the younger Phoenix was inside before giving the door a firm know. “Yo. Scoots? I mean… Ben. You in there? Got a couple of beer I would like to share with you.”

[scooterphoenix]

Ben opened the door, bits of a stripped sidearm floating in a biotic haze around him. “Yo, Dragon.”

“Don’t you start too.” Gabriel snorted as Ben moved aside to let him in. “Archer has already roasted me about it, and the more you say something, the more invested in it I am.” He glanced as the pieces fit together as Ben gestured to his bed and took a seat in a nearby chair. “What the fuck are you doing?”

“When I was a kid.Cerberus docs… they made me learn how to do puzzles- one with my hands and one with my biotics at the same time. I take stuff apart and put it back together sometimes like this.” The gun’s rails fit neatly back into place as the tiny screws refastened everything.

“Neat trick.” He sat the beers down on the table. “I’m just doing the rounds and being social.”

Ben glanced down at the beer and then popped open a nearby juice box. “Will have a beer after Reaper is dead. Sometimes I have.” he made a vague gesture. “Weird reactions to alcohol.”

“Like what?” Gabriel took a sip and blinked.

“I ate a fern and they had to pry me out of ve. Ven… air ducts on the Blue.” Ben laughed at the memory. “Super paranoid. Best not to before big fight.”

“Legit.” Gabe leaned back. “So, why the name change?”

“I’m… more me now. I think. Scooter. Got me to a safer place. But I want to try and be Ben again. I think it’s who I need to be. If that makes sense?”

“It does.” Gabe laughed a bit. “He talks about you all the damn time, you know that? Not to be embarassing, but. Archer’s so proud of you, it makes him all weepy. I mean, as weepy as Archer gets.”

“Ok, that’s pretty funny.”

[gabriel-patterson]

“Oh, it is funny, you got no idea. I’d take a picture if I could get away with it, but fucker’s fast and nimble,” Gabriel chuckled before giving Scooter, no Ben, a slight smile.

“Forgive me if I ask a really dumb question now,” he murmured, running a finger over the edge of his can of beer, “But what do you prefer? Scooter? Ben? Hurricane?”

The latter was asked because people kept refering to one another by their calls and it confused the ever-loving shit out of Gabriel. He was lucky to know Archer and Maddox so he knew their names and their calls, but for everyone else... They could might as well point at the nearest drone and say “That’s Zeus” or whatever people were called.

It’s partly why he chose to be called Dragon. It wasn’t because he felt like one, but it was *easy* to remember, both for himself and others, and the rest...? Well, he could work on that. Gabriel then grimaced some as he realised that his question could be viewed as *sensitive* and quickly took a deep gulp of beer. “... Sorry if that’s a touch to personal. I know I’m a stranger to most people here...”

[gabriel-patterson]

He wasn’t sure how smart it was. Ben was one of the people that made Gabriel question himself the most, mostly because the man was so damn innocent compared to the rest of them. That and Archer was fiercy protective and as much as a bond as he and Archer had, if Gabriel managed to hurt Ben in one way or the other, he would be flayed and he would deserve it. Still, Gabriel was new on the SSV Berlin so he was set on making the rounds to get to know people the best he could. It could very well be the last chance he had to make friends after all. He had his list, he had checked it twice and because of Archer he had chosen to go to Ben first simply because he had the potential to be the hardest one for an asshole like Gabriel. He took a deep breath as he looked at Ben’s door, hoping that the younger Phoenix was inside before giving the door a firm know. “Yo. Scoots? I mean... Ben. You in there? Got a couple of beer I would like to share with you.”

[gabriel-patterson]

"Dragon", huh?

I like it! Now, give me a run down of your upgrades and skills. The team's a bit disjointed but with any luck we can still pull it together. I'm keen to shove the proverbial boot up this reaper's ass and send it back where it came from.

With that said....

Welcome to the team, Dragon.

-Mason//Huntsman

First thing I could think off, not exactly something gave me a heads up about.

I got my med-chart that I can attach for details, but here's a quick rundown.

Upgrades:

Fittted with L5 implants enhanced with reaper-tech (tested and secured, no risk of sudden takeovers by Cerberus or Reapers)

Wrist-amps implanted for concentrated biotic attacks

Skills:

Create chaos.

Joking aside. I was considered a tactitioner when I was still with the Alliancec

Specializing in close combat. Biotic abilities are best used at close range as well. Not as fast as you phoenix boys, but I bet I can stomp at you harder than a krogan can. Enhanced my biotic lashes to their peak.

Basically, Huntsman, use me to the best of your abilities.

/Patterson//Dragon

[ATTACHMENT: GP - MEDEV]

[gabriel-patterson]

So. You're a phoenix but not quite a phoenix because you're a dragoon....???

I don't understand, Hurricane has been trying to whip me into hand to hand combat shape for months and it was always because of dragoons...

I mean, obviously the Major trusts you and Ben trusts you and Cap let you on the ship so I know you're cool... I just... I'm sorta confused where you fit on the List of Scary Things That Want to Kill Me and That I Should Avoid (Ajax being number one with reapers a close second).

Uh. Ok, shit I hope I haven't offended you! Sorry my mouth runs away with me sometimes and-

I'm... Just gonna stand over there now.

Please don't eat me

-//Lt. Moreno

No offense taken, you've been kinder than most people with your questions.

Basically, I am what a phoenix would be if Cerberus got their dirty hands on one and experimented on it to hell and back. We are... Enhanced with fucking reaper tech, which hurts like a motherfucker. Nothing that will give the fuckers control over me so don't worry about that. Got a Cerberus and Reaper kill-count to prove that bullshit.

So you can count me on your scary list, but unless you give me a reason, I don't want to kill you.

/Patterson

PS. Wouldn't eat you. You don't have enough fat on your bones.

[n7slayerargus]

X

Gabriel turned to leave when he suddenly found himself on the ground in a crack of blue. “GABRIEL!” Archer crowed, then peered up at Isaac. “Captain.” He said in a perfectly professional tone.

“Major.” Isaac replied in exactly the same tone as Gabriel stood up with no apparent effort with Archer over his shoulder.

“I’ll get. Uh. Dra. Dragon.” Archer kept his face better controlled than the crack in his voice. “To Doc Lyons for his onboarding checkup and stuff.”

“Godspeed.” Isaac managed to cover the laugh as Gabriel marched out with his cargo.

~~

“Dragon? DRAGON?” Archer cackled as Gabriel carried him. “You don’t just give yourself a callsign. That’s not how it’s done!”

“I like dragons! I would make an AMAZING dragon, so fuck you, smartass! what callsign are you gonna give me anyways, and I swear, if it’s custard tits or something, i’m finding the trash compactor.”

“Well now I gotta think of something else, christ, Gabe.” Archer laughed. “So, how was your trip? Make a left at the end of the corridor. Mess is down that way and you gotta be hungry.”

“Boring. It was so boring.” Gabriel turned down the corridor. “Just me and an eight foot coffin.”

“Enjoy it. After we get this party going, it’s gonna be a ride.” Archer squirmed off his shoulder. “ Siddown, i’ll whip you up something.”

“So are you feeling better? Last time we talked, you had a hole in you from a Banshee and you were depressed as fuck.” Gabriel sat down, ignoring the few stares from the scattered crew members. “Bad mindset to do a HALO jump.”

“Nah. I’m… better.” Archer stirred up a few eggs. “A lot better. There were some… ups and downs. But It’s better.” He smiled a little bit. “I’m glad you’re here, Dragon. I missed your dumb ass. Now eat, and i’ll go get you to Kate, then Huntsman.”

“Same.” Gabe grinned as Archer brought him an omelette. “I..”

There was a sudden crack of biotics and Gabriel screeched. Archer saved the omelette but he danced away before the little vanguard who had suddenly appeared. “NOT FOR YOU. Get one of the Italians to feed you today.”

“Rude.” Ben huffed. “Hey, Dragoon.” He grinned at Gabriel. “It’s been a while.”

“Sure enough, Scoots.” Gabriel folded his arms. “And it’s Dragon.”

Ben lifted an eyebrow. “OK Dragon. And it’s Ben. I’m trying to be Ben.”

“Well Ben can go get food from someone else.” Archer nudged him with his foot.

Ben flipped him off with a grin. “Can i go touch the fancy armor?”

“Yes. But don’t let Moreno or Toma touch it without Jarvis present, ok?”

“Yeah, yeah. Bye Dragon!” Ben vanished in a burst of blue.

“Go on, eat before he comes back.” Archer snorted. “You’re gonna need your strength.”

[gabriel-patterson]

Gabriel couldn’t help but chuckle a little at Ben, a wry smirk playing on his lips as the phoenix took off again. “He’s changed,” he mused while taking the food from Archer, happily digging in.  He kept his eyes on Archer though, letting his gaze roam to make sure that his friend was indeed going better. “So... Set on doing that jump then,” he murmured, voice a little softer now that they were alone again. “It’s going to be one hell of a ride, kitten.” “Don’t you worry yourself, sugar-pops,” Archer replied, leaning against the counter, his own eyes studying Gabriel in turn. “Or rather, worry about yourself. Are you sure you are set on doing this?” “And let you phoenix assholes have all the fun? Hell yeah I am sure,” Gabriel replied with a small smirk even if he knew why Archer was asking. He knew he had pulled away, he knew he had dark thoughts.  Empty. “Besides, what good am I on a ship that won’t go into any sort of close battle? I ain’t a pilot, I am a foot-soldier. I want to be useful, use this power that Cerberus gave me.” “You’ll have more of enough targets, that’s for damn sure. How your ass ain’t rusty,” Archer teased, lips tugged into a wicked and toothy grin. “Say that again and I’ll beat your ass through the floor,” Gabriel replied back, pointing his fork at Archer before eating another mouthful of eggs.

[gabriel-patterson]

Hi!! I'm Lieutenant Moreno but you can just call me Luca :)

I think the Major had already given you a tour but if you need directions anywhere or any general info on the ship, you can consult the datapacket I've attached to this message.

Oh. And if you want strawberries, I recommend getting friendly with Lieutenant Harris - she grows them fresh for us!

Welcome aboard! Enjoy your stay!! :D

-//Lt. Moreno. L

[DTAPK:// ATTACHMENT: A Newbie's Guide to the SSV Berlin]

Top of the morning to you, lad.

Let me guess, you are one of those who are a ray of sunshine in the morning, aren't you?

Still, thanks for the attachments, I will give them a look-over when I have the chance. And noted, Lieutenant Harris. Where can I find this lady so I can turn on my charm before my reputation catches up to me?

/Patterson

[luca-moreno]

She's usually in the cargo bay, up the back in the workshop. I'll let her know to expect you! :D

Um. What should I call you? Do you have a rank? Are you a Phoenix too??

[gabriel-patterson]

Thanks, lad.

And you can call me Gabriel or Gabe, not too fuzzed. Haven’t had a rank in years and am definitely no phoenix. Not far away though. Ever heard of Dragoons?

[gabriel-patterson]

Hi!! I'm Lieutenant Moreno but you can just call me Luca :)

I think the Major had already given you a tour but if you need directions anywhere or any general info on the ship, you can consult the datapacket I've attached to this message.

Oh. And if you want strawberries, I recommend getting friendly with Lieutenant Harris - she grows them fresh for us!

Welcome aboard! Enjoy your stay!! :D

-//Lt. Moreno. L

[DTAPK:// ATTACHMENT: A Newbie's Guide to the SSV Berlin]

Top of the morning to you, lad.

Let me guess, you are one of those who are a ray of sunshine in the morning, aren't you?

Still, thanks for the attachments, I will give them a look-over when I have the chance. And noted, Lieutenant Harris. Where can I find this lady so I can turn on my charm before my reputation catches up to me?

/Patterson