Voyage I: Lentini

[Reeves]

Gabriel wasn't sure what the nature of this emergency once, but he'd come equipped to allow for versatility regardless of the situation. As a member of Loyola's personal guard he was expected to be combat ready through practically every second of his shift. The eccentric nature of his employer meant that this was usually quite taxing, both physically and mentally. He was covered from head to toe in a rather masterfully crafted set of full body protection, though the suit was rather stripped down compared to the other pieces in his arsenal. It was a plain black and clung to the skin, the helmet contained a few sensors for assistance with long ranged shots and various forms of optical aids. His footsteps would go unheard, and neither of the current occupants would have noticed him if not for the fact that he wasn't trying to hide and was instead in clear view.

— You called?

Were the choice of words he'd lead with.