<div class="floatright">(https://data.whicdn.com/images/245201146/superthumb.jpg?t=1466203304)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Gordon Briggs<br/><strong>Nationality:</strong>American<br/><strong>Actions</strong>: Wrapping up<br/><hr/><br/>"Sounds good. We'll do that," Gordon assured the Colonel as new instructions were given. Check with the Captain in the morning? That was simple enough. It wasn't like they would be doing anything else in the meanwhile. Any new incidents that arose, some other team could handle it.<br/><br/>For now, things wrapped up. They'd check out the base in the morning, Wallace had an appointment with the doctors to make sure his organs were all in the right place, and Gordon was free to head on his way as well. At least he could be pretty confident that this day would not get any weirder for him.<br/><br/>Nodding to the Colonel and Wallace, Gordon took his leave. Getting some food seemed like a good idea right about now after the busy day they had had and being knocked unconscious. A drink would also be nice too. Considering what they had learned before, checking out the Kaffeehaus might be a good idea. It'd be killing two birds with one stone, and even if it didn't work out he's still get to eat something. Hopefully.<br/><br/>And so he headed to his locker to appropriately attire himself. Once he had, he set off with a few of the items he'd 'borrowed' from the apartment. The night was young, after all. It'd be a shame to not make the best of it for lack of preparation.