Gabriel Ventura
MENON | TELEKINESIS | #5b7144
MENON | TELEKINESIS | #5b7144
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There were times in Gabriel’s life where he had to wonder whether his apologetic disposition was a direct influence of external circumstances, or if they were simply part of his nature. The answer to his question would have no direct effect on his thought process, but the moment Aether moved beside him, he had to ponder that thought once again.
“I-I’m sorry I didn’t mean to um, make you desire . . . suffering,” he added hesitantly. Gabriel looked down at his friend and tried to smile slightly. His glasses then perched on his nose came sliding down as he tilted his head as a sign of surrender. “If you wanna talk about it then uh then I’ll be here.”
He didn’t respond and so Gabriel let the conversation awkwardly die out, and watched as a few more members filtered into the room. Soon enough Dusk asked the question most were thinking, and silently turned on the television to the News.
Internally Gabriel groaned and instinctively clenched his jaw in anticipation for the inevitable. Fortunately, their names were safe from slaughter, but in its stead was a news report about an attack in Tunisia. On the screen Gabriel watched in horror as droids marched along the ruined city streets with a much larger robot behind them. He wanted to throw up. However, he forced himself not to look away and was relieved to see Steel Comet already fighting Echo.
Shadow then switched the view on the screen to showcase a building and a few schematics. Gabriel listened intently to his instructions and quickly glanced to Aether once his name was called. A wave of relief washed over him as he realized he wouldn’t be on the mission alone with people he didn’t know quite well.
With Shadow’s final words to everyone Gabriel then turned to the others and formed a small circle in order to talk privately.
Without a word, Gabriel took in the members of his team and nodded his head in approval unconsciously. He was in awe. It was one thing to be standing next to them, and a whole other to be working alongside them. Without warning his heart began to race, and it took a few deep breaths to calm himself down. He wasn’t meant to be there.
Aether of course was arguably his closest friend, and Gabriel had to qualms about working with him. The man was quiet and intelligent and knew how to make a cool ass weapon from thin air — what was there not to like? And Golden Girl, although her energy was frightening at times Gabriel still appreciated her work ethic and strength. He knew she and Dusk were very good friends, and felt a twinge of sadness not to see them work together. As for the Patriot, Gabriel held a good amount of respect for the kid. Sixteen and already a hero, he was more than Gabriel ever was at his age and would only continue to grow.
The Patriot then began to talk and explained his strategy. Gabriel nodded his head in understanding and when it came time to make suggestions he could only shake his head no. He knew his role, and despite not feeling confident in his abilities knew that he would rather die than disappoint them more than he already has.
“I-I’m sorry I didn’t mean to um, make you desire . . . suffering,” he added hesitantly. Gabriel looked down at his friend and tried to smile slightly. His glasses then perched on his nose came sliding down as he tilted his head as a sign of surrender. “If you wanna talk about it then uh then I’ll be here.”
He didn’t respond and so Gabriel let the conversation awkwardly die out, and watched as a few more members filtered into the room. Soon enough Dusk asked the question most were thinking, and silently turned on the television to the News.
Internally Gabriel groaned and instinctively clenched his jaw in anticipation for the inevitable. Fortunately, their names were safe from slaughter, but in its stead was a news report about an attack in Tunisia. On the screen Gabriel watched in horror as droids marched along the ruined city streets with a much larger robot behind them. He wanted to throw up. However, he forced himself not to look away and was relieved to see Steel Comet already fighting Echo.
Shadow then switched the view on the screen to showcase a building and a few schematics. Gabriel listened intently to his instructions and quickly glanced to Aether once his name was called. A wave of relief washed over him as he realized he wouldn’t be on the mission alone with people he didn’t know quite well.
With Shadow’s final words to everyone Gabriel then turned to the others and formed a small circle in order to talk privately.
Without a word, Gabriel took in the members of his team and nodded his head in approval unconsciously. He was in awe. It was one thing to be standing next to them, and a whole other to be working alongside them. Without warning his heart began to race, and it took a few deep breaths to calm himself down. He wasn’t meant to be there.
Aether of course was arguably his closest friend, and Gabriel had to qualms about working with him. The man was quiet and intelligent and knew how to make a cool ass weapon from thin air — what was there not to like? And Golden Girl, although her energy was frightening at times Gabriel still appreciated her work ethic and strength. He knew she and Dusk were very good friends, and felt a twinge of sadness not to see them work together. As for the Patriot, Gabriel held a good amount of respect for the kid. Sixteen and already a hero, he was more than Gabriel ever was at his age and would only continue to grow.
The Patriot then began to talk and explained his strategy. Gabriel nodded his head in understanding and when it came time to make suggestions he could only shake his head no. He knew his role, and despite not feeling confident in his abilities knew that he would rather die than disappoint them more than he already has.