Gabriel was a little confused as to what the plan was, but he was PRETTY sure Niva slept with this guy. He was also pretty sure he'd end up in a government prison if he commented on it. Of course, our fellow here couldnt just let the group split up without at least one smart comment.<br/><br/>"Leave without us, HAH. You so need me." Before he could recieve a death glare from Niva, she would find that he timed this comment perfectly so that they would arrive at the security gates exactly two seconds before she would need to flash an ID to the security guard. Once inside Gabriel got out and stretched a bit, his mind a bit hazy from the dreary car ride and bullcrapping his way through social hour with stories. It was actually kind of fun.<br/><br/>Something kept nagging at the back of his mind for some reason, however. He felt as if he might be going crazy, honestly. He felt that while he was talking to Shade about refueling that he saw a flickering image. It was as if she had no facial features, like a pale purlap sack stretched over the face of a girl with the elasticity of skin. He was afraid that if he brought it up, it might cause a few issues of his credibility, so he decided to keep to himself.<br/><br/>"So Shady, how does this work exactly? Do you need to like, change, or something... do I need to drop you down a smoke stack, what? Lets do this im ready." He said turning towards her in the Plant parking lot. His wife beater had become progressively dirty throughout their journey, however the cool air of, well, whatever state they were in at this point kept sweat stains from forming on him. There were some dark red spots acrossed his left pec from the beating he took from the robot. Overall his jeans remained intact, but he really could use a change of clothes.<br/><br/>[^]Cuz She's Radioactive, and he's hyperactive[^]