ꜱꜱɢᴛ. ɢᴀʟʟᴀɢʜᴇʀ "ʟᴜᴄᴋʏ" ꜰʀᴀᴢɪᴇʀ
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ꜱꜱɢᴛ. ɢᴀʟʟᴀɢʜᴇʀ "ʟᴜᴄᴋʏ" ꜰʀᴀᴢɪᴇʀ
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" 𝚂𝚘 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚗 𝚍𝚘𝚞𝚋𝚝 , 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚖𝚢 𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚎 , 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚘 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚎 ."

| SSGT. Gallagher Frazier | ODST | Halo RP
| Multiship | MDNI | 21+ |
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" 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐥 , 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐞'𝐫𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 ."
Once again, they were face to face, inches away from one another. He could feel her breath on his lips.

Gallagher leaned forward, pressing his forehead against hers, his gaze locking onto hers.

He wanted to jump into it, take the charge and go, but this back and forth? —
getting even closer. She wanted to, and she was impulsive enough where she might just close that distance entirely. For a few moments longer, however, she just wanted to see what Gallagher would do.
January 27, 2026 at 8:13 AM
"Of course, curious to ken if you can figure me out by just looking at me."

There was no mistaking the way that Gallagher was looking at her.

He already felt a certain way about her earlier in the evening and it was coming back to hit him full force.

reaction the accuracy of my imagination?”
January 27, 2026 at 7:11 AM
"Oh were you now?"

By now, his glass was still full, but had been put to the side, as Tora now had his full attention.

He was on his knees, one hand cradling her hand and the other reaching for her elbow.

January 27, 2026 at 6:45 AM
He cradled her hand in his, gently moving his thumb against the tattooed lines on her skin. Gallagher lifted her hand up to his lips, pressing a couple kisses into her knuckles.

"Was there any other thoughts on your mind that you'd be willing to share with me, lass? —
from the glass. As she sipped her port, she took notice of Gallagher’s moving hand. Her free hand soon moved to meet his.
January 27, 2026 at 6:25 AM
"I figured that would be your reply."

He smirked at her and picked up the bottle, pouring more of the alcohol into her glass. Once he had hers filled, he would refill his own glass, finishing off the bottle.

With all of the alcohol consumed, Gallagher was feeling warm as well, —
was succeeding in warming her, which was a pleasant feeling. It was almost like the whiskey in that sense, just without the burn she was not fond of. As a result of both the warming effect and probably too much alcohol in her system, the flush on her face had spread as a lighter shade to her neck.
January 27, 2026 at 6:05 AM
"Having more to show off would be fun, yeah?"

As far as scars went for him, he knew he definitely had a couple here and there. Small ones from getting nicked, nothing major.

"Scars can have some good stories too. I ain't got nothing to really share in terms of scars. —
between her shoulder blades. Not that he could see that one, yet.
January 27, 2026 at 5:43 AM
"Aye, I wouldn'a mind helping out with that. Maybe you could continue what you got going on up here," Gallagher made a gesture towards his shoulders and down his arms.

"And do something similar down your legs, knees and feet, perhaps."

would match her existing scheme.
January 27, 2026 at 5:04 AM
Gallagher leaned back a little bit with his glass in hand as she removed her shirt.

His gaze was drawn to the ones on her collarbones and moved down her shoulders, are and eventually her hands.

"Simple and elegant, I see. It suits you well. I imagine the ones on the hands were fun to get. —
intricate lines. Some were straighter, like the ones just beneath either ends of her collarbones, and some curved into crescent shapes, like those on her shoulders and hands. With her shirt off, Tora set her hands on her knees to keep her tattoos open for viewing.
January 27, 2026 at 4:37 AM
"There's a story behind this one down here. I lost a bet that involved getting a tattoo, any kind of placement but it had to be of whatever the other person said you had ta get."

"And I, just for the hell of it, said that I'd do a tramp stamp, cause it'd stay mostly covered up. But well . . ."

port before setting the glass down beside her. “Very nice,” she cooed, folding her hands on her lap.

“You have more than I do.” Which was not too difficult a feat to pull of. Her tattoos were all relatively small and simple.
January 27, 2026 at 4:12 AM
Gallagher lifted his glass to take a whiff of it before sipping on it as she spoke. He did have to wonder though when she'd mentioned being unrelated to her parents, it did catch his attention.

Part of him had wanted to ask for clarification, but given how she'd switched topics, —
January 27, 2026 at 3:45 AM
"Well, I'd say it probably comes from having had tall parents. Mum's pretty menacing when she wants to be, and I remember my Pa was pretty big fer his height."

He paused for a brief moment before continuing on.

"Ah, me Mum's Irish and me father was Scottish. —
January 26, 2026 at 6:01 AM
"Thank you. I like to think I ken how to make a lovely lady like yourself satisfied."

A soft grin pulled across his face as he took a other sip of the port, lowering the glass to speak again.

"I will admit, I've got myself a fair bit of experience. An I can tell you ken how ta kiss."

you’re not a bad kisser.”

The delivery was a slurred tease, but she meant it as a genuine compliment.
January 26, 2026 at 5:34 AM
He watched her as she poured out the port, and for a brief moment he wasn't sure if she had it— but she managed.

Gallagher reached for both of the glasses, handing one of them to Tora as he settled down onto the floor with her.

they did not rush, of course. With the glasses poured, Tora finally made the wise decision to seat herself before she lost all semblance of balance. There was a familiar pounding in her temples trying to remind her to drink water, but she opted to ignore it for now.
January 26, 2026 at 5:14 AM
While she was put in charge of getting the bottle open, Gallagher strode across his room to retrieve a set of more appropriate drinkware for this.

He turned on his heels once he heard the POP and returned with two stemless wine glasses.

her smile. “I think I remember liking it.”

More than whiskey, at the very least. With the bottle open, she gingerly moved it to the center of the table before moving the bag of assorted poisons to the floor.
January 26, 2026 at 4:32 AM
As he had been mulling it over, he watched her sort through the bottles and reach for the port.

His gaze dropped to glance over the bottle's label, not even thinking about it's placement, and then back up to her.

Gallagher. They could be completely uncivilized and treat the port like the last two bottles, or they could almost treat it as intended. At least that way Tora could take it slow, and delay her inevitable surrender.
January 26, 2026 at 4:08 AM
Gallagher glanced over the bottles that they had, lifting a hand to press his knuckle against his mouth.

"Good question ."

The vodka, he knew they could finish off relatively quickly, since that had more of that then the whiskey.

before her. They already had two open, and could always see if they could finish one of them off, however… “You think we should try something new?”
January 26, 2026 at 3:11 AM
He had a couple banners of his division that he was in hanging on the wall.

Several small photographs of what appeared to be squad mates, and some of family members were sitting next to a scrapbook.

Looked like he was working on a project with them and had been for a while.

always interested to see what homely touches those with the liberty to apply them out in place.

She did not stare around for long. After Gallagher had placed his bounty down, Tora lifted her bag and did the same.
January 25, 2026 at 10:43 PM
"Just wanting ta make sure, is all. Sometimes it can sneak up on ya."

Once everything had been collected between the two of them, Gallagher would start leading her down the corridors and over towards his bunk.

He was aware of her leaning on him for balance, —
against his side for balance.
January 25, 2026 at 10:12 PM
When she'd slipped, Gallagher was quick to jump out of his seat, half forgetting he was decently inebriated himself, and stumbled somewhat upon landing onto his feet.

"Careful, lass. Wouldn't want ya to hurt yourself. Are you good to walk?"

a near-fall to put a dent in her mood now.

“Whoops,” she snickered. With on arm still braced on the table, she stooped to pick up her bag of pilfered alcohol.
January 25, 2026 at 9:03 PM
He had been very much enjoying this back and forth game of flirtation and competitive drinking.

Gallagher leaned in as her lips touched his, a hand moving up to cradle the side of her face as he kissed her.

He melted into her, a soft hum rising in the back of his throat as he deepened the kiss.—
listening to his voice, or maybe she had just been that competitive over their little drinking game.

Whatever the case, the distance between them did not last. Tora inched forward that last bit, right up until their lips touched.
January 25, 2026 at 8:03 PM
The two of them were now face to face, close enough that if he were to act on impulse, he wouldn't need to have to move much further to get to her.

He was drawn into her, he could feel her breath and smell the alcohol on it as well. It was almost intoxicating.

hearing all Gallagher had to say. At first, her response came as a soft hum.

“Before we get going,” she started, her voice soft despite the slurring, “there’s one thing on my mind I could share. Unless, of course, you’d prefer to wait for everything at once.”
January 25, 2026 at 4:30 PM
"Aye, you can count on it being private, lass, it'll be under lock and key. I wouldn't have offered if it wasn't."

His gaze levelled with hers, his eyelids half lidded and an unmistakable smirk played on his lips.

your bunk has better privacy than one in a packed barracks?”

There were a few too many drinks in her for her to be subtle. “Because it would be really hard to tell you about all the things on my mind with eavesdroppers.”
January 25, 2026 at 7:41 AM
"Aye, it would be. But covering our tracks just helps to ensure we get away with it too. Wouldn't wanna leave these bottles sitting around out in the open, now would we, lass?"

Reckless and impulsive were definitely words that fit well with where his thoughts were headed, but he didn't mind it.

would probably be the responsible thing to do, wouldn’t it?” None of what they had done had been responsible, nor were the countless thoughts and ideas swimming around in Tora’s head. Not that she cared to be responsible. She didn’t need any alcohol to be on the impulsive side.
January 25, 2026 at 7:13 AM
"Either way, I'd like to listen to whatever it is you're thinking about. I'm real good at doing that."

He couldn't stop grinning, he was vaguely aware of her gaze on him, a part of him hoping she'd move a little closer.

"I know I can keep going all night if I wanted to and I'm tempted to too. —
any room to talk. Her balance was already suffering the consequences. Tora would be lucky to make it out of her seat without a predicament.
January 25, 2026 at 6:54 AM
"I've had my fair share of practice too, hell, some of the benders I've had ended with me half dressed and soaked to the bone. Oh, I have some stories."

It was at this point that his words were starting to have a little bit of slurring at the end of them.

Recovered from the burn of the whiskey, her gaze returned to Gallagher and she grinned. She was going to regret her recklessness in the morning, but she wasn’t one for thinking ahead. “So, do you…”

There was a pause. Tora seemed to lose her train of thought entirely.
January 25, 2026 at 6:23 AM