[Gabriel pulls his gun away from her head to gesture toward the tub with it once he confirms that she is indeed alone. He definitely looks to have been in a fight -- he has a black eye, a few knife wounds from closer quarters combat. Most of them appear to have been run under water already, though none of them have been wrapped.
Always waiting for the other shoe to drop.]
Think LumeriCo's getting tired of me.
[He doesn't sound all that concerned. After all, they weren't Los Muertos, so far as he could tell. They were always a bit of an obvious bunch.]
Didn't catch the other one. He ditched when he realized what he was fighting.
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[Gabriel pulls his gun away from her head to gesture toward the tub with it once he confirms that she is indeed alone. He definitely looks to have been in a fight -- he has a black eye, a few knife wounds from closer quarters combat. Most of them appear to have been run under water already, though none of them have been wrapped.
Always waiting for the other shoe to drop.]
Think LumeriCo's getting tired of me.
[He doesn't sound all that concerned. After all, they weren't Los Muertos, so far as he could tell. They were always a bit of an obvious bunch.]
Didn't catch the other one. He ditched when he realized what he was fighting.