Chronicle of the Unknown Sector. (#Wattys2015)

Part 19: Roots.

Whilst traversing the vast ocean of space, the Abaconda and it's crew were adapting to the newly discovered half-breed who took up the name 'Ravoids' due to being infested by Ravener mutation from their original state of the four racial counterparts. Despite struggles between them and the other races with times progression they were slowly accepted into society with vast numbers of them enlisting into Serpent Company itself.

Several off-side projects began to formulate consisting of Pablo being approached by members asking his opinion on them, new advancements came in form of improvements to armor, weapons and tactics, so much that the projects continued and increased in staff upon returning to Transcendence whilst Pablo wished to spend much downtime as he could with Gab, one night he got what to him would only describe as 'A dream in the flesh' for the pair having made reservations at a top end restaurant.

Like at the ball on Merydion, Gab was wearing her favourite blue kimono whilst Pablo made the alteration of wearing an actual suit although he didn't like the idea of being buttoned up resulting in his jacket being unbuttoned. "You didn't have to go this far to try and impress me." Gab said happily to her partner causing him to peer up from reading the menu.

"I'm not... I mean that is..." Pablo stumbled in his words turning his gaze away before taking a moment to recollect himself then speak, "I struggle in saying how I feel, always been easier showing and thus I wanted to reveal how much I love you, even for the sub-par human I am." he added sighing out after looking back at the menu.

"You still don't admit that you're a good honest man?" Gab asked with him giving a responding nod. Shortly after the waiter took their orders with Gab looking more toward Pablo having asked for her desired meal, as a small silence filled the air between them whilst clattering of tableware and glasses echoed their surrounding proximity with the first to break the silence being Gab, "Do you hate who you are hun?" she said lowly hoping not to offend or upset him.

"Sometimes, there are points where I question things that happened in my life. Other times I question if I was at fault at all." he responded in monotone trying his best to display how he felt underneath, "I don't know, it's complicated." he added with a shrug.

Whilst eating their meal accompanied by a wine for Gab, she took a glance at Pablo's beverage being water leading to her raising an eyebrow as she mentally questioned why did he ask for water instead of anything else. Pondering on it more she nudged him before asking "Why not splash out on a good wine?" adding a small smile.

"Alcohol gives me nightmares, much worse then my normal ones." he replied taking a sip of his water placing it back down shortly after, her reaction being mixture of shock and more questioning which he spotted as he continued talking.

"Whilst growing up in prison, there were one or two times that they'd inject me with medical alcohol whenever I was hurt after a brawl or riot. They didn't know of the nightmares, but when the alcohol kicked in I began to hallucinate and since then I've feared all types and kinds of the stuff." he explained resting in his seat.

Finishing their meals and taking leave, Pablo and Gab walked to one of the garden areas of the station and despite Gab being minorly tipsy she kept her footing with little aid from Pablo. Sitting down on a bench the two sat admiring the vast array of flowers of different worlds, "Say Pablo?" Gab stirred lowly causing him to look at her "When's your birthday... mine was in March..." she added before entering a sleep leaving him puzzled looking back at the flowers then upward at the stars.

"Birthday huh?" he questioned aloud, moment afterward he stood up lifting Gab in his arms carrying her all the way back to his quarters before placing her onto his bunk covering her up moment after. Having done that he then proceeded to his desk sitting down in the chair eyes fixed on his personal computer glass in front of him whilst researching old forgotten archives of Humanity from the Earthen era.