[h2][center][color=007236]Gabriel Moreau - Training Grounds[/color][/center][/h2]
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Gabriel nodded at the mention of a book store.  [color=007236]Yeah, I've been around there.  I picked up a few books before, mainly about fishing...but....that was really it."[/color]  He smiled, rubbing the back of his neck slightly.  Gabriel wasn't one to talk about hobbies and never really did tell anyone before, if that was even a hint to what kind of hobbies he liked.  He always did enjoy fishing; it was a quiet and calm activity, up until the fish bit.  He remembered fishing in the river at times, but ended up giving up after the area started getting more attention.

He was about to speak up once more, until Reese appeared beside him.  Gabriel jumped slightly and glared down at him as he climbed up the bunk.  As brave as he was, Gabriel was easily frightened when something suddenly happened without warning.  He looked back down at Tanner and shook his head.  [color=007236]"Anyways...I need to go ahead and make my way to the Mess Hall.  I can't run on an empty stomach.  Besides, everyone is supposed to be heading there now.  Lord knows if I stay behind, someone is going to come looking for me or something."[/color]  He watched Reese hop down to meet Tanner and smirked, giving him a rough slap and grip on the shoulder.  [color=007236]"You better be there, too.  I don't want to have to hear Olivia telling me to come carry you over there.  You and I both know we'll hate that."[/color]  He let go of Reese's shoulder and walked out.

Gabriel had his hands placed behind his head once more as he walked up to the Mess Hall.  He took a deep breath and walked in, looking around at who might be there.  It was so nice to hear everything so quiet as the smell of food filled his nostrils.  It wasn't anything glamorous, but when did he ever eat good?  He stood around, wondering where to sit.  It was almost comical looking at someone his height standing around without a single clue where to go.