011 (Video)
[As the PCD comes on, Gabriel massages his forehead with the exasperation of someone whose limitless patience got used up ages ago. He has a whiskey decantur in front of him. He also has the remains of at least ten dead soldier Sweet 'n' Low packets.
....It's best not to imagine where said sweetener met its end. Suffice to say, no one besides Gabriel will be touching that whiskey.]
It's times like this, I almost miss the old gig, but, hey. Best leave keeping the crazies in Arkham to the young and fit, right? Incidentally, has the sea of megalomania finally ebbed? 'Cause if I hear one more evil laugh, I'm gonna withdraw my 'not a part of your bullshit anymore' slip long enough to flip something. The Animus are insane enough without you blockheads adding arsenic to the punchbowl.
....It's best not to imagine where said sweetener met its end. Suffice to say, no one besides Gabriel will be touching that whiskey.]
It's times like this, I almost miss the old gig, but, hey. Best leave keeping the crazies in Arkham to the young and fit, right? Incidentally, has the sea of megalomania finally ebbed? 'Cause if I hear one more evil laugh, I'm gonna withdraw my 'not a part of your bullshit anymore' slip long enough to flip something. The Animus are insane enough without you blockheads adding arsenic to the punchbowl.