037 (Video) See Gabriel. See Gabriel greet the newbies.

[uberboned]

[Gabriel's sitting at his desk with his hands behind his head, looking smug, which is... No real change from how he usually looks.]

Generic greeting to all the fresh meat that just arrived on the Good Ship Lollipop. Declaration of my position as a Warden here. Admittance that I don't actually give a rat's ass about most of you, despite that position. Affirmation that yes, the death and violence crap is pretty common. Vague statement about how we're headed to port in a couple of days and it'll probably end badly. [He rolls his eyes, obviously getting bored of this.] Blah, blah, blah... Repetition of the title of the song.

[He reaches over to turn off the feed and then stops.]

By the way, name's Gabriel. Don't call me, I'll call you.

Comments

[gotgirlballs.livejournal.com]

Nice.

[cantblameagirl]

No one mentioned the ship's name, and that's an excellent one.

And you have a very odd way of talking, Gabriel, what is that?

[preachyrose.livejournal.com]

So full of cheer, as always.

[Voice] I have to post with her. She's AFRAID of angels.

[luthorinstincts.livejournal.com]

Just Gabriel? I certainly hope there's not another onboard. I wouldn't want to get the two of you mixed up. [Yes. Yes that was sarcasm. Subtle, but recognizable.]

[cisskabob]

Did you have to reference that song? It's going to be stuck in my head for days now.

[puzzleprince.livejournal.com]

You should set up a tour service.

[jungledoctor.livejournal.com]

If I knew the ship was called that I probably wouldn't have agreed to come aboard.

[bob-fraser-snr.livejournal.com]

You know, if you really were fed up, Gabriel. 'Hello, Welcome and Goodbye' would get your point across in four simple words.

[video]

[hulk]

...You know, you could. Maybe try a little more positive attitude when meeting new people? It could smooth a whole lot of future, problem-y things over without a lot of effort.

...Just a thought.

I love that song so much.

[amagicalmystery.livejournal.com]

Bemused speculation on what crawled up your back end this morning.