Those guys are either gonna dust you or use you as bait.

[Gabriel's sprawled sideways in his chair with his legs flopped over the side- which rather than that spinny chair he normally has in front of his journal is now a fancy wingback chair and his whole room looks like something out of a classy mansion. There's a smoking jacket involved. He's currently playing cat's cradle with the little bell necklace Murphy gave him while one of his magic hookers rubs his shoulders. He's about halfway interested. ...Yeah, he's taking Murphy's leaving pretty hard, especially since he has ZERO hope she's coming back. NO ONE ELSE HAS.]

Annnd the revolving door starts all over again.

For those of you just tuning in to this episode of Masterpiece Theatre, welcome to the Barge. The place where dreams come true. [He smirks and looks at the camera.] Yes, one of you lucky sons of bitches might make into the Warden's VIP club and all of this can be yours. Pretty snazzy, huh?

[He lets the new Wardens bask in this for a moment and then he snaps and his room goes back to normal and he's just sprawled in a normal chair in his... Horrible porn star room and in his normal clothes, sans magic hooker.]

Yep. I'm just screwin' with you. Get used to it.

[Private to the God Squad]

Sooo gang! Any plans for this month? I'm gettin' a little bored here.

[[OOC: YEAH, SO.... Gabriel promised Howie he'd check up on the gods to see if they were planning anything for Samhain. I plan on putting up a post, depending on how this goes down, figuring out how to cockblock him from getting involved, because I want the plot to actually WORK and... You know, not cockblock someone else with CAPTAIN GODMOD HERE. :|]

Okay! After four months of being back in the old apocalyptic grind, a few days of being "Uncle Feathers from Australia" was so not what I expected the Barge to throw at me, but... Whatever. At this point, I'm just going with it.

Annnd did someone pull a Moses or something and forget to tell half the Barge? This mass exodus thing is starting to look Biblical. If Charlton Heston shows up with the Ten Commandments, my ass is outta here. You can find another angel who actually wants to relive their Old Testament youth.

...By the way, has anyone seen Az around lately?

[Private to Tony]

So Bela and I called truce. Place your bets on how long that lasts. Also, I'm borrowing your couch.

[OOC: Gabe actually totally noticed Az was gone THE MOMENT HE LEFT, but he kinda brushed it off, because his stuff was still here, and... It's taken him until now to start getting worried. In his own Gabe-ish way.]