Felix Gaeta

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I'm afraid Dean is in a coma. [Felix doesn't look especially happy, but if not for the content of the message itself, it would be hard to tell anything was wrong. He's being pretty matter-of-fact about it.] I assume he'll update you himself when he wakes up.

[Although, he does hesitate slightly after that.] ...I'm not sure how... Is someone from the infirmary going to come and get him, or...?

[Private to Anya]

I've got the Maintenance key if you need it.

[Private to Morgana, later]

[He has every intention of going to the lab and diving into work after that, and he does for a while, but... like he told Dean, that doesn't really work as well as it used to. And then he finds himself at loose ends, because suddenly he's realizing the great flaw in his whole I don't really need many friends theory when the two people he's closest to are comatose and the third is gone.

Things are better with Charles and Iris and even Zane than they used to be, but it's not as though he's friends with any of them, and as much as he likes Anya he suspects it would be weird to call up a teenager to hang out. That leaves his choice pretty simple:]

Hey. What are you doing?

[Filtered to wardens, day 2]

[Technically, this is actually addressed to the Admiral and CC'ed to the other wardens:]

Sir, it's come to my attention that some of the more vocal inmates, led by Dr. Lewis, are planning to instigate a riot and takeover in the near future. Requesting authority for myself and my fellow wardens to deal with the matter as we see fit.

[And this part is to the others:] Personally, I recommend limiting communicator access for the time being, increasing security on all level common areas, and either limiting access to or assigning someone to keep a close eye on the pub.

I'd also like to request an unpaired warden to help with security for my inmate, if there are any available and so inclined. He took a risk giving me this information and I'd rather not see him harmed for it.

[This, again, to the Admiral:] Thank you, sir. [He salutes once and signs off.

This is not the first time the young Lieutenant Gaeta has made a broadcast like this. A relatively new warden, he has yet to lose the shine from the apple or from the buttons of his starched blue uniform. He's been adamant that as he works for the Admiral, so must he report properly to the Admiral. He follows protocol. He has yet to remove his uniform (except to clean it).

Aside from being a little stiff and overly formal, though, he generally comes across as a decent and certainly enthusiastic young man; friendly, too, albeit better at his job than he is at talking to people.]

[Open Spam]

[Lieutenant Gaeta, like his counterpart, lives by a very strict schedule. He wakes in the barracks of the Battleship Atlantia every morning at 0500 hours, goes running in the gym on two hale and healthy legs, and is showered, breakfasted, and at work in the lab by 0700, where he works on studying communicator technology. He doesn't smoke yet and he has yet to pick up any tattoos, but he does very occasionally stop by for a single drink at the pub in the evenings. Never more than one, of course: he's working.]

((So Felix is also very obviously affected. Feel free to run into him anywhere if you hit the spam thread! Also adding the following so as not to spam the comm with reactions:))

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