is sitting on a bench outside of Gabriel's bar. Bl

is sitting in his cabin sporting a scowl.

would like to see the Angel who healed him again...to repay him at least a little bit.

is not afraid of the Qur'an....he was going to prove it by touching it...with a stick. >D

can't believe he let that stupid bratty kid get him so angry.

has been calmly working around the cabin.

has managed to distance himself far enough from the Angel before collapsing hard against the ground. He keeps a tight hold of his chest as

decided that a little fun on his part won't hurt anyone as he snaps his fingers and watches four huge bookcases tumble forward. They needed

gathers firewood in his arms before heading back to his cabin in hopes of warming it up...regardless of the fact it was more for astetics.

hates not feeling appreciated.