McArthur. I'm beginning to get sick of you and your mundane excuses.
[[Gafney grabs Wheatley by his hair, and presses his head against the counter with his free hand. He presses the barrel against the side of his head, holding it against the counter with his gun.]]
I tell you that clockwork's a powerful thing; There's a terrible strength in those tightly wound springs. And a gentleman's pocketwatch stays by his heart, And that's where the damage can start.
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Date: 2012-07-24 08:00 am (UTC)[[Gafney grabs Wheatley by his hair, and presses his head against the counter with his free hand. He presses the barrel against the side of his head, holding it against the counter with his gun.]]
I hate waiting for things I want.