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

[[OOC: Gabe decided to not blip out of the infirmary at the first stage of consciousness, half because OH GOD OW. And... Half because his pride is hurt so much that he wants to be MISERABLE in a ball... Mostly, it's because his room smells like barbecue long pig. FU, BELA. He's a pissed off ball of archangel fury right now, but IT'S OKAY, because due to the fact that he has notoriously short Death Tolls, he's nearly powerless for the first couple of days after reviving. AIN'T HIS LIFE GRAND?]]

[Weakly]

That.... Was a lot less fun than the first time. Can we... Not barbecue the angel every week? Huh? I know I've got this stunning personality that makes people wanna set me on fire, but c'mon. We all know it don't stick and it just leaves a huge mess that no one wants to deal with. Okay?

[There's a moment where he might say something else, but then he just cuts the transmission. HIS DELICATE ANGEL PRIDE IS WOUNDED AND NO HE DOESN'T WANNA TALK ABOUT IT.]

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]]