Appearance: Tall and slim, Gabriel is all whipcord muscle, the kind that conceals a great deal more strength than it reveals. He could be described as angular, and sharp, rather than handsome, but there is a warmth in his eyes that belies his harsh, gaunt exterior.
Name: Zain, Gabriel
Callsign: Chaplain
Gender: Male
Age: 34
Psychological Analysis: Most people would not place Gabriel in the military, let alone in a unit as ruthless and elite as the 101st. He’s too kind, too caring, and altogether too intelligent to have been serving in that unit for the last eight years. They would be right, perhaps. But the fact of the matter is that for all his caring nature, there is a driving determination at his heart that could cool stars.
His eyes betray a wisdom that belies his years, and his multitude of disciplines often see him acting as everything from medicae to confessor. He has turned down multiple opportunities for leadership, he is no commander, he knows that much, but his advice is often worth listening to, and he has the patience to listen to whatever rambling stories people want to get off their chest.
Military Background: Gabriel followed his father, and mother into medicine, at least at first. He graduated at the top of his class and several years ahead of schedule. At only twenty, he was one of the youngest doctors to ever leave the prestigious medical and mechanical schools of earth. But some strange obsession meant that he did not stop there. He soon bent his formidable mind to the military, but unlike some, chose not to attend the military academies, though with his record they would have undoubtedly welcomed him with open arms. All his life things had simply been laid out for him, and this time he was going to earn it.
The galaxy is never at peace, there is always conflict somewhere, and he served as a front line medic for eight years until somehow, in the faceless bureaucracy that is most of the military, he was noticed. In this time he had ascended to the rank of Sergeant, but steadfastly refused any advancement beyond that, unwilling to take the risk of leaving the front lines and the men who served there. He was offered a position in the 101st, and without hesitation took it, proving to be a valuable, and extremely effective operative, medical skills included.
Cybernetic/Biological Augmentations: Intern Mk3 – A matched pair of augmetic hands, these are the only prosthetics Gabriel has fitted, and were both voluntary at that. Each enables increased dexterity and steadiness of hand, and are capable of exhibiting or mounting a variety of surgical tools and implements.
Loadout: O-1 Mk IIc Special Operations Armour – the legs of the armour have been replaced with the same improvements more commonly found in PA-1 Scout Armour, offering some increase in speed at the cost of making the lower limbs more vulnerable.
ACS – Adaptive Combat System
Keller Mk3 – Triumvirate – A tri-barrelled, semi-automatic pistol made popular for its rapid rate of fire, but non-existent recoil, it is also the most accurate pistol on the market, either commercially or military. It possesses a magazine of twelve bullets of .357 calibre and makes up for what it lacks in stopping power with the ability to take the wings off a fly at fifty paces.
Barrier Stave
Electron Mace
Four Electron Grenades
Medkit – Contains Biogel, bandages, and pretty much everything else that can be realistically carried and applied in a battlefield situation.
I liked the depth hexaflexagon went into
Name: Zain, Gabriel
Callsign: Chaplain
Gender: Male
Age: 34
Psychological Analysis: Most people would not place Gabriel in the military, let alone in a unit as ruthless and elite as the 101st. He’s too kind, too caring, and altogether too intelligent to have been serving in that unit for the last eight years. They would be right, perhaps. But the fact of the matter is that for all his caring nature, there is a driving determination at his heart that could cool stars.
His eyes betray a wisdom that belies his years, and his multitude of disciplines often see him acting as everything from medicae to confessor. He has turned down multiple opportunities for leadership, he is no commander, he knows that much, but his advice is often worth listening to, and he has the patience to listen to whatever rambling stories people want to get off their chest.
Military Background: Gabriel followed his father, and mother into medicine, at least at first. He graduated at the top of his class and several years ahead of schedule. At only twenty, he was one of the youngest doctors to ever leave the prestigious medical and mechanical schools of earth. But some strange obsession meant that he did not stop there. He soon bent his formidable mind to the military, but unlike some, chose not to attend the military academies, though with his record they would have undoubtedly welcomed him with open arms. All his life things had simply been laid out for him, and this time he was going to earn it.
The galaxy is never at peace, there is always conflict somewhere, and he served as a front line medic for eight years until somehow, in the faceless bureaucracy that is most of the military, he was noticed. In this time he had ascended to the rank of Sergeant, but steadfastly refused any advancement beyond that, unwilling to take the risk of leaving the front lines and the men who served there. He was offered a position in the 101st, and without hesitation took it, proving to be a valuable, and extremely effective operative, medical skills included.
Cybernetic/Biological Augmentations: Intern Mk3 – A matched pair of augmetic hands, these are the only prosthetics Gabriel has fitted, and were both voluntary at that. Each enables increased dexterity and steadiness of hand, and are capable of exhibiting or mounting a variety of surgical tools and implements.
Loadout: O-1 Mk IIc Special Operations Armour – the legs of the armour have been replaced with the same improvements more commonly found in PA-1 Scout Armour, offering some increase in speed at the cost of making the lower limbs more vulnerable.
ACS – Adaptive Combat System
Keller Mk3 – Triumvirate – A tri-barrelled, semi-automatic pistol made popular for its rapid rate of fire, but non-existent recoil, it is also the most accurate pistol on the market, either commercially or military. It possesses a magazine of twelve bullets of .357 calibre and makes up for what it lacks in stopping power with the ability to take the wings off a fly at fifty paces.
Barrier Stave
Electron Mace
Four Electron Grenades
Medkit – Contains Biogel, bandages, and pretty much everything else that can be realistically carried and applied in a battlefield situation.
I liked the depth hexaflexagon went into
