dictated | action
[The journal flops open mid-sentence - Gunn has dropped it on the floor after flipping through it, growing confused and irritated, and flinging it to the ground.]
--be explaining what the hell is going on before I start cracking some serious skulls, because, seriously? Not funny, whatever this is.
[Hi, Paradisa. There's an irate man standing in the lobby, his right forearm bandaged and a wide, flat ax in his left hand. Posture stiff, his expresion cycles pretty rapidly between nonplussed and pissed.
Who has time for hell dimensions these days?]
--be explaining what the hell is going on before I start cracking some serious skulls, because, seriously? Not funny, whatever this is.
[Hi, Paradisa. There's an irate man standing in the lobby, his right forearm bandaged and a wide, flat ax in his left hand. Posture stiff, his expresion cycles pretty rapidly between nonplussed and pissed.
Who has time for hell dimensions these days?]