"A hell hound as a friend." I smirk. "I suppose I could do and have done much worse." I wink back as I look about for my spear as he goes over what I filled him in on. "May not perish from the rain, but I can get a head cold, and there's nothing worse than a Diva win a head cold." I grumble, but it's good natured.
Figures, the psycho is what gets his attention. "The victim was left in my kitchen back in March. It was..." I still have the image of Derek looking at me from lidless eyes burned into my memory, I always will. "It was terrible. The fact that he was kept alive while disfigured... I would like to have a go at whoever did it, that's for damn sure." I admit, taking his hand and letting myself get hauled to my feet.
"Come, Ex-wife-whore of Satan, let's to home, whiskey and getting you out of those wet clothes," I note the grin, and laugh. "Alright, Bare-assed God of War... let's sneak you back into town. But the whiskey and clothes will have to wait, I have to go collect something from Lucien first." Nod to a point to my right. "Looks like our weapons over there. Let's grab them, and I'll let you into the house then go on my errand."
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Date: 2012-08-25 07:03 pm (UTC)Figures, the psycho is what gets his attention. "The victim was left in my kitchen back in March. It was..." I still have the image of Derek looking at me from lidless eyes burned into my memory, I always will. "It was terrible. The fact that he was kept alive while disfigured... I would like to have a go at whoever did it, that's for damn sure." I admit, taking his hand and letting myself get hauled to my feet.
"Come, Ex-wife-whore of Satan, let's to home, whiskey and getting you out of those wet clothes," I note the grin, and laugh. "Alright, Bare-assed God of War... let's sneak you back into town. But the whiskey and clothes will have to wait, I have to go collect something from Lucien first." Nod to a point to my right. "Looks like our weapons over there. Let's grab them, and I'll let you into the house then go on my errand."