I'm gonna punch you until I'm hard okay go

[jermastrat]

Something had to distract him. Thoughts of home, how much time he had left, how much damage had been done, what he had done- Gabriel was no coward, but this was all too much for him to bear. He didn't want to, surely he could put it aside for now, just for a little while. The fact that he could even come to that decision on his own prompted a bit of a thrill, he couldn't deny...

Was it cheating to join the wrestling match, being as he was? Well he certainly didn't think so. Someone here had to be good enough to make him struggle, right? ... Well, probably not, as far as he was concerned, but the effort would be commendable at least. And he's a terribly sore winner too, as multiple opponents would soon find. The angel certainly seemed proud of himself, over proud really, rolling his shoulders before hefting the mallet he'd been offered up again, wings and halo blazing as the next opponent would be shot a smug smile.

"Come. I'll be happy to put you in your place." In stark contrast to the wild look in the angel's eyes, that voice was alarmingly soothing.