[Gray. The opening shot is all dim gray and dusky, a boring shot of a concrete wall stained with black ash, before too-bright blue-white light knifes through the picture again, causing horrible screaming static for a brief moment. Everything whirls before the PCD lands, now pointed up at a derelict ceiling. From far off, noise can be heard:
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Here's Gabriel. Here is Gabriel yanking a fucking flesh-eating rabbit that jumped him as soon as he tracked her down off his arm. He tosses the dead animal aside and stares at her.
...Okay. It's... Obvious he... Should have stuck with the rabbit.]
Three out of four's not so bad...
[HEY, LITTLE DEAD RABBIT. COME BACK HERE SO GABRIEL DOESN'T HAVE TO MAKE WORDS.]
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It's easier when family isn't staring you in the face, though. In other words, he's not sure he has answer for this.]
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Did you intend on ever seeing us again?
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[So no. Not really.]
It's not like I would've been welcomed back anyway.
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Not easily.
[There's something she has to say. It bursts out of her before she can stop it.]
Michael's absence will make me more unstable. I have no idea why I am telling you this, but that Lucifer wouldn't listen. [And she has nobody else.]
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