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 ."
"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
"Aye, you did say so after all, I remember."

He chuckled and moved to pour the liquor into her glass as well, right up to the rim.

"Don't wanna get left in the dust here now, do you?"

Gallagher grinned and winked at her before he downed his shot, placing it back onto the table.

offer it to Gallagher.

“Don’t think I’m out of this yet. I’m supposed to be keeping ahead, remember?” Her smirk returned, and her flushed cheeks had gone a shade darker since her last drink.
January 25, 2026 at 6:00 AM
"It's taken a long time to let that anger go, but I managed to do it. I'm just glad I've been able to start mending things."

Gallagher's attention shifted back to her as she readjusted her positioning against the table. He didn't think all too much of it, and went to pour himself another shot.

first half, I mean. It’s good you and your mom made up, though.”

Tora’s smile had lessened some, and her expression had softened. Her arms crossed on the edge of the table, and she leaned against it to avoid any drunken swaying. “I haven’t reached out to my parents since joining. Probably should.”
January 25, 2026 at 5:41 AM
He nodded as she spoke, he'd figured it'd have been something that wasn't too terribly heinous.

"Either way, I'm glad you got the chance for having the alternative. Do ye think it turned out to be a good choice, looking back?"

Gallagher noted the drumming of fingers on the table, —
have us — me and an accomplice — offered an alternative.”

She drummed her fingers slowly against the edge of the table. Aware of her slurring and rambling, she had slowed down a tad to try and speak clearly — and hide just how much the shots were affecting her. “What about you?”
January 25, 2026 at 5:13 AM
"Well, at least ye got to have a choice of the two. Better be here than stuck in a cell somewhere, right?"

The alcohol was beginning to hit him now, his accent a bit stronger as he continued to speak to her.

"I willnae judge, I's a little curious, —
intoxicated enough to misunderstand the plainly stated question that followed.

“Not for anything glorious or noble,” she led with, slurring the ends of her words with the beginning of each following. “It was join, or prison. What a deal, right?”
January 25, 2026 at 4:38 AM
Even while starting to feels the effects of the alcohol, Gallagher still appeared to be fine.

He'd lift the glass to his lips and threw back the shot, placing the glass back down on the surface of the table, before glancing her way again.

him speak. A small smirk was given in return, and she lifted her glass to clink against his. “Cheers.”

She waited to down her shot at the same time as Gallagher.
January 25, 2026 at 4:14 AM
Gallagher was watching her and noticed the brief hesitation.

He lifted his glass to his lips, paused and then took the shot, followed by the wrinkling of his nose.

"I'll hit you up, lass, one second."

Putting the vodka back down, he reached for the whiskey once again, —
Tora lifted her shot glass, though it hovered by her lips for a few moments. It would be smart if her to pace herself a little better. “Sure, we could do that.”

A moment more passed before she downed yet another shot. This time, she held her glass out to him afterward. “Hit me.”
"Are you sure?"

He'd raise a brow at her. Refilling both of their glasses with the clear spirit once again.

"Cause somethings telling me you might be feeling it a little bit, heh. How's about we switch liquors after this one?"
January 25, 2026 at 3:22 AM
"Are you sure?"

He'd raise a brow at her. Refilling both of their glasses with the clear spirit once again.

"Cause somethings telling me you might be feeling it a little bit, heh. How's about we switch liquors after this one?"
Though she was not on her feet, she was suddenly feeling the need to balance herself. Planting her elbow firmly on the table, she rested her cheek in her hand and adjusted how she sat. “Nuh-uh. Not even a little bit.”

Again she moved her glass toward the bottles.
A low rumble of a laugh escaped him before he finished his next shot, his nose crinkling as the vodka made it's way down.

He's feeling a touch of it, given the size difference between the two of them is fairly significant, the only show of it was slightly flushed and warm cheeks.

"Feeling it yet?"
January 25, 2026 at 3:10 AM
A low rumble of a laugh escaped him before he finished his next shot, his nose crinkling as the vodka made it's way down.

He's feeling a touch of it, given the size difference between the two of them is fairly significant, the only show of it was slightly flushed and warm cheeks.

"Feeling it yet?"
“That’s right. I’ll keep ahead.” Down with another, though not without consequences. It doesn’t matter how headstrong she is, or how often she drinks. At her size, she’s already starting to feel it.
"Ahh, I'll get used to it in me own time, I just dunnae drink it often."

He would pour out another shot for her, also refilling his own glass in the process.

"Oh don't worry your pretty head about me, lass. I'll be right behind ya."
January 25, 2026 at 2:47 AM
"Ahh, I'll get used to it in me own time, I just dunnae drink it often."

He would pour out another shot for her, also refilling his own glass in the process.

"Oh don't worry your pretty head about me, lass. I'll be right behind ya."
“Next time, we’ll have to mix it with something. Until then…” She tapped her glass back on the table, then slid it a few inches toward the bottles. “Try keeping up.”
"I like the way you roll."

He picked up his own glass and threw the shot back, half shuddering as it went down.

"Always gives me the chills on its own."
January 25, 2026 at 2:33 AM
"I like the way you roll."

He picked up his own glass and threw the shot back, half shuddering as it went down.

"Always gives me the chills on its own."
“More or less.” And to prove as much, she lifted her glass upon it being filled and downed its contents. She had little reaction, other than a proud smirk following the display.
"I see, I see. I can work with that."

He'd reach over for the bottle, twisting the top off of it so that he could refill both of their shot glasses.

"Lemme guess, you can drink it like water, yeah?"
January 25, 2026 at 1:46 AM