6'3” tall and of muscular build, Gabriele cannot hide from his Spanish heritage even cursed with his vampire pallor. While he had never known them, his mother had been a Spanish beauty and his father a Mexican farmer. Dark hair is lightly painted by his age and hard life, peppered at his temples, the length adjusting with his moods from shaved short to long curls, facial hair just as variant. Hard body is a map of scars that reflect the life he has led. Five gunshot wounds have marred the flesh of his left shoulder twice, right calf, right bicep, and left hip. Vicious stripes mark his back and chest where knives tried to steal the life he kept by brute force.
His style of dress tends to err on the side of casual, varying as the situation dictates from jean or cargo pants and tee shirts to slacks with an open-collar dress shirt and jacket.
Gabriele's raw background has made him a creature of duality. He can be a cold blooded killer, little thought to the life he rips from another, and yet he can also be the tender strength a companion needs. Gabriele can swing from reasonableness to extreme violence but never without reason. Lacking formal education, Gabriele is highly intelligent, a curious mind sharpened further by the effects of the virus. Reading now a guilty pleasure that he tends to keep hidden. In private, the gun runner also gravitates to softer things, music and quiet dinners have a way of taming the savage beast. And something he hides from all, he is drawn to cute things. A stray kitten will never go without food by his home.
Gabriele is the owner of the Shadow in LA. One of the elite nightclubs in LA, his loft above is a veritable fortress. Here is where he leaves his Bugatti Veyron. Gabriele also owns a cottage in Scotland. He was uncomfortable from the very start staying in the Sheut castle when there on business and so instead got himself a small place about twenty minutes away where he leaves a Ducati motorcycle for getting around.
He also has accumulated a small arsenal of melee weapons and firearms and is always in possession of at least one of each. The type, number and size are dictated by the known and unknown threats he perceives he will come across. He wears a ring at all times on his pinkie, a gift from his lover.