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[theguv.livejournal.com]

So. The way I understand it, I've been out of commission a couple days thanks to some sodding bastard who decided my arm was a tea time snack. As such, I come back to find my DI in battle with something that can't possibly exist. So what I want to know is, where are those damn twins and that Goddamn Frenchie bastard? I've got some unfinished business.

And Tyler, I expect my things sooner rather than later. Get your ass moving.

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[theguv.livejournal.com]

Yeah. About that. [narrows his eyes, very Not Happy with the Master] Did you really have to bloody well eat me, you right bastard? I hope you got indigestion. [this is totally Gene's way of dealing with his death, and it's not the healthiest way to do it. but he's Gene, so.] Too bad you didn't choke -- woulda served ya right, you piece of shit.


[ooc: Thank you for the heads up! I'll scurry on over there~]

[demnify.livejournal.com]

[a bit of a disgusted look] You tasted like cancer and cheap booze. It wasn't so much indigestion as regret.

[he keeps the calm he's established, like a good kitty]

I don't particularly like eating humans, I assure you. I've simply gotten used to it. Being trapped on a planet where there isn't any source of natural prey due to overhunting tends to cause the predators to turn to alternatives.