#also me grabbing an old icon batch i acquired from like.... 2017 when i still wrote in the fate rpc and uSES IT FOR YOUNG GABRIEL'S FC LOL

[rebellenlied]

@biskael asked // protect - quilge protects gabriel from injury from an enemy ( pre-edelweiss , obviously , maybe centuries ago ? )

injury-related symbol starters. // accepting.

it was quite the saying - don't shoot the messenger.

it'd been a short time ago when a young gabriel ardelean was indicted into the wandenreich. almost a week in she was tested on her overall abilities; mainly her supposed speed and agility considering her past duties. to her, it was a blessing she was only tasked to serve as an errand runner - at least until she, too, would rise up the ranks one day. granted, there were times where she would have to deliver messages in more... dire situations. this time just so happened to be one of them.

the message she was tasked to deliver must have been important - whatever the contents contained, she was instructed not to open it under any means until she reached her destination. it wasn't like gabriel minded that instruction, however, considering she was never one to pry while she was on the job... as nosy as the young quincy could be sometimes. and it seemed her destination was that of the jail himself.

the contents she was tasked with delivering was items to help quilge opie and the rest of his squadron on their hunts. and hopefully he was alerted that the supplies would be on their way, she was never informed whether or not he received a warning message on that front. then again she never interacted with a lot of the sternritters... not yet, at least. but to say the thought of interacting with a figure of authority like the jail was... rather intimidating.

yet the directions to her destination were proven correct, and she was right to think that he was intimidating even up close.

it was a dangerous area, but the job had to be done. "... you must be the jail, correct?" she nearly hesitated, her right mind half-expecting to have orders barked at her as well. "i brought what you've requested as promised, sir. my apologies for any delays-"

she was cut off by her arms being grabbed as her body is yanked forward and spun around, almost thrown back with the package in hand as gabriel... tries to process what had happened. it felt everything had happened in a matter of seconds; one moment she stood face to face with the sternritter she was tasked with delivering supplies to... the next minute she had been yanked behind him. who just so happened to have ran his spear through several unfamiliar faces... but they didn't look like they belonged to the wandenreich.

... they didn't follow her for the supplies, did they?

"that was rather reckless of you to let those vermin follow you," gabriel thought she heard him say once the deed was done, "but i suppose that cannot be helped."

"... fair point," perhaps gabriel was too into her own head to notice, and truth be told she was already mentally preparing for a lecture when she'd return to the wandenreich. "i didn't realize they were even there until i saw you run them through." and she wasn't the type to argue or have any excuses - she'd hold herself accountable for nearly getting herself killed, and that was it. "the resources will be over here for easy access when you or your squadron needs them. if there's nothing else you need me for, i'll... take my leave momentarily."

she'd keep a more watchful eye of her surroundings the next time she sends a message or delivery - that'd probably be the best thing to do as thanks for the unprompted protection.