[Horatio's voice comes from behind, drifting up the hall as he approaches from the elevator. He's dirty, his hair mussed and sticking out in all directions, clothing rumpled, one antenna a little crooked, but otherwise he's completely unscathed. As he approaches in the closeness of the hallway, the only scents Gabriel will pick up on are grave dirt and sleep sweat.]
If you're asking if I'm alive, I must've been out a while. What fucking day is it?
sweet jeebus I swear I replied to this on my phone. must've eaten it. bastard.
Date: 2021-12-14 09:14 pm (UTC)[Horatio's voice comes from behind, drifting up the hall as he approaches from the elevator. He's dirty, his hair mussed and sticking out in all directions, clothing rumpled, one antenna a little crooked, but otherwise he's completely unscathed. As he approaches in the closeness of the hallway, the only scents Gabriel will pick up on are grave dirt and sleep sweat.]
If you're asking if I'm alive, I must've been out a while. What fucking day is it?