[bamthedoc]

*The intense heat can only mean one thing, to Gabriel. He knows it's another experiment he worked on...but which one? Pyrokenisis wasn't an uncommon request. Shaking his head, he finds the nearest wall and leans against it, attempting to feel his way across whatever battlefield has been created. Unfortunately to him, it seems that both sides have found him of interest. Gabriel knows his face is known to the soldiers, and they'd recognize his lab coat, quickly. He also knows that, for whatever reason, 218 had spared his life despite having the chance to end it. Gabriel speaks, but his voice still seems hoarse.*

Who needs a medic...? Bring him here...