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Well, place looks better now.
Hate bein' a wanted man, fightin' off demons and...oh, who am I kidding. This is probably the most fun I've had since...well, since before the sodding chip.
All these demons keep coming, more and more of 'em. See that one over there? In the corner of the crypt? Bloody Polgara demon. There's another one over...there. By the fridge.
Yep. And all this mess and destruction is care of yours truly. Well, and the hell dimension or whatever is at Caritas.
Hmmm. So, on the plus side, we have plenty of demons for me to kill. I like that. 'Course, on the minus side, it means I need to clean the place everytime I do. Maybe I'll find Harm, get her to do it for me, 'cuz this is really gettin' tedious. She'd do anything for a good shag...or even a bad one.
Too bad the 'bot wasn't programmed for certain...tasks.
Balls. Why didn't I think of that before?
Nine O'Clock. Slayer should be alone on patrol with the bit safely at home, tucked away in her beddy-bye. Time for me to make my rounds.
Alls I gotta do is sniff the air and...mmm, Slayer. Two graveyards away.
God, she smells good.
Maybe I'll steal more than just one of her used stakes tonight. Something better...earring that gets knocked loose...'course, there's other things I'd rather be takin' right now, but the Slayer won't have any of it, naturally. All high and mighty.
I'd love to bring her down to the dirt just once.
Hate bein' a wanted man, fightin' off demons and...oh, who am I kidding. This is probably the most fun I've had since...well, since before the sodding chip.
All these demons keep coming, more and more of 'em. See that one over there? In the corner of the crypt? Bloody Polgara demon. There's another one over...there. By the fridge.
Yep. And all this mess and destruction is care of yours truly. Well, and the hell dimension or whatever is at Caritas.
Hmmm. So, on the plus side, we have plenty of demons for me to kill. I like that. 'Course, on the minus side, it means I need to clean the place everytime I do. Maybe I'll find Harm, get her to do it for me, 'cuz this is really gettin' tedious. She'd do anything for a good shag...or even a bad one.
Too bad the 'bot wasn't programmed for certain...tasks.
Balls. Why didn't I think of that before?
Nine O'Clock. Slayer should be alone on patrol with the bit safely at home, tucked away in her beddy-bye. Time for me to make my rounds.
Alls I gotta do is sniff the air and...mmm, Slayer. Two graveyards away.
God, she smells good.
Maybe I'll steal more than just one of her used stakes tonight. Something better...earring that gets knocked loose...'course, there's other things I'd rather be takin' right now, but the Slayer won't have any of it, naturally. All high and mighty.
I'd love to bring her down to the dirt just once.