Fireteam Spirit: Accepted Candidates…

Unknown user has given information under the alias of Kiliani…

Identity ownership belongs to this alias…

Name: Gabriel 'Gabe' Locker
Age: Biologically: 19 (Chronologically: Over a thousand years of age…)
Race: Human
Skin: Caucasian white
Hair Colour: Raven Black
Eyes Colour: Hazel Brown

Class: Hunter
Sub: Bladedancer

Faction:N/A

Weapons:

Primary: Trax Mallus II (Scout Rifle)

Secondary: Calcutta LR2 (Sniper Rifle)
Heavy: Unknown (Unearned)

Unique Weapon: Baron Saber (Carried on hip)

Armour:

Helmet: Full Komarov 3.1 set
Chest: Full Komarov 3.1 set
Arms: Full Komarov 3.1 set
Legs: Full Komarov 3.1 set
Hood: Unique Hood and Cloak of the Fallen Exiles (Item of Fallen Origin)

Shader: None (unearned)

Ship: Phaeton Class V1
Ghost Shade: Skull White (Standard Shell)

Ghost name: N/A

Bio: One of the youngest Guardians in the history of the tower, Gabriel Locker has been shown to be extremely aloof and was even considered mentally unfit to be a Guardian; he has to have yet shown any aptitude or willingness to prove himself in the field. Known to encase himself in a metaphorical shell to keep people from getting close, he has only rarely ever shown his real self to certain individuals; the reasons for this are unknown to all but Locker himself. His personal history before the Guardians is a complete mystery, making him an even bigger enigma than Warden-217. Though preferring to avoid any form of conflict, Gabriel has been known to willingly throw himself in the line of fire for those he considers his friends and this trait has been considered both brave and idiotic by many of the Guardians he has met. While holding no allegiance to any City Factions, Gabe expresses that he has little to no desire to be a part of their political conflicts. Being the first Guardian to make friendly relations with the Xenos known as the Fallen on their Moonbase, Gabriel is the only Guardian—unless he is in a Fireteam whom have clearance—to be allowed into their complex.

Afterword from Gabriel 'Gabe' Locker:

-Opening File E-38…-

-Password for the Vanguard Archives required…-

-Access Code: IkoraIsSexy…-

-Command Accepted… Please view this recording with the utmost discretion… All audio and visual effects are operational…-

"Well this is awkward..." A single voice muttered as the recording started to flicker to life, the speaker so far being unidentifiable.

Another voice intervened. "Did I miss something here?" The camera's lens flare continued to block out the images.

"I think we all did." A third voice commented.

As the cameras lens finally cleared and graced the screen with three Guardians staring at a fourth Guardian and their Fallen Baron companion. "I honestly didn't know this would happen." The newly identifiable Gabriel explained to the others.

"Kid... You need to learn more about customs... and, for God's sake, figure out what to do." Eddie ordered as he decided to scout ahead of the group and leave them to argue between each other.

"Do?" Gabriel asked curiously as he turned towards the three females with a confused expression, one that a certain Warlock did not take fondly. "Do about what?"

"Seriously!? You don't know!?" Theresa barked as she grabbed him by the collar. "How about the damned Fallen saying that she is your damn mate!?" Gabriel and Avora both patted their ears as to attempt to cease any ringing from Theresa's outburst.

"Is that a problem human?" The large Xeno asked as she leaned towards the Warlock with a sinister glare, moving in front of Gabriel in a protective stance.

"You're damn straight it is!" Theresa countered, standing against the Xeno with a glare of her own.

The single Awoken of the group sighed as she lead the confused Gabriel away from the two arguing women. "We'll talk later." Avora said quietly before she went away.

-Recording ends… Do you wish to continue onto the next file? —

-Answer… Negative… Have a pleasant day, Hunter Vanguard Cayde-6…-

"Oh yeah, Ikora owes me big time now." Cayde said with an upbeat tone. "10,000 to me and she has to live with the shame that a Eliksni got to him before her own Warlock." He contemplated for a moment. "Maybe I could try my luck and demand a date with her…"

"Go ahead, man! What's the worst she could say?" A second voice asked as a figure emerged from the shadows. "You know, apart from the dreaded 'No'."

"Was I asking you, Red?" Cayde remarked as he smirked at his fellow Hunter, finding his company a small comfort.

Red-16 raised his hands in defence. "Hey, at least you don't have women issues like Cyrus, Alex or Gabe…" The Exo raised a thumb and pointed towards himself. "Anyway, no one ever asks me for anything… I wonder why…"

"If you have to wonder why then I am not telling you, King…"