Coming back to the Mess Hall from the firing range Gabriel made his way into the line of various marines and couple ODST squads to retrieve his meal, unsure of the daily special he had decided that his meal of choice would be the cheeseburger meal alongside his normal sweetened iced tea. Thinking nothing of the current lackadaisical status most of the marines had set themselves to he found himself a lone seat, running his fingers over the bridge of his nose and along his eyes before he began to eat, taking a healthy bite from the bread and meat before turning his eyes to see if anyone around him seemed to have anything important to discuss.

"Since when has Corp. life been this quiet?" He asked himself in mild frustration as he saw the lack of action and didn't hear the alarms or battle commands one would expect from any UNSC Vessel.