Well, that's an ugly son of a bitch. And Gabriel wishes doom upon it for interfering with his getting laid... And it killed that woman, which wasn't exactly nice either, but less annoying than him not getting laid.
....And why is Murphy running at that thing like she's a- Oh son of a bitch.
"Save me from suicidal women," he hisses towards the ceiling, rolling his eyes, before running after her. Right. So he's not really sure how one goes about fighting one of those things and save for banishing it into the lake or something, which he doubts he could do right now, he has no bright ideas... Which means he's mostly going to follow Murphy's lead and make sure she doesn't die.
Because that is so not how he needed to end this hell of a day. "I hope you have a plan," he says, suddenly at her shoulder. "'Cause your improvisation blows."
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Date: 2010-01-14 04:20 am (UTC)....And why is Murphy running at that thing like she's a- Oh son of a bitch.
"Save me from suicidal women," he hisses towards the ceiling, rolling his eyes, before running after her. Right. So he's not really sure how one goes about fighting one of those things and save for banishing it into the lake or something, which he doubts he could do right now, he has no bright ideas... Which means he's mostly going to follow Murphy's lead and make sure she doesn't die.
Because that is so not how he needed to end this hell of a day. "I hope you have a plan," he says, suddenly at her shoulder. "'Cause your improvisation blows."