018 [Written, because he's in the infirmary still and he has some decorum... Y'know somewhere]

[uberboned]

Okay!

On a list of things I never want to do again, that is way, way, way up there. On the plus side, I can actually move without feeling like I'm gonna black out any second over here, so, in case you were  worried, the archangel will pull through. Thank you all for your concern.

On that note, if you guys find the son of a bitch that caused this? I've got five things I'd like to say to him and then five more things to say to him in response to whatever he says after that. And then I'm probably gonna put him through a wall. Okay? Okay. Just so we're all clear on that.

[[OOC: So Gabe's still in the infirmary, despite having almost recovered from his Death Toll, because he won't leave until Max is better. You can assume he's been sitting in a chair beside her cot this entire time, refusing to move and probably either giving people wary looks or sleeping. People still stuck in the infirmary/infirmary staff/whatever can feel free to spam off this post if they'd like. I dun care. XD]]

Comments

[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

I have actual proof. What d'you want? Talk to Wichita. My first day here, I dropped a snake in her room to prove a point. I turned Armand into a girl. And, hey guess what? I don't technically owe you anything.

[everylittlegirl]

I never said you did, old man. You're the one that seems a little too determined to prove you're not lying.

I want wings. That kind of stuff could be a demon or magic or maybe even vampires; I don't really know their powers very well.

GDI HAYLEY.

[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

[This is Gabe just face-journaling. A lot. Because saying 'IF YOU SAW MY TRUE FORM, YOU'D GO BLIND' is just ridiculous at this point.

YOU WIN, TINEH GIRL. FOR NOW.]

Hayley: 1. Gabe: 0.

[everylittlegirl]