gimme gimme fourty // voice post

[greediguts]

-an exasperated sigh, trailing into a growl- ...why, Purgatorium?

Why do you take my things? -there's a barely contained annoyance, a click of tongue- Anemone... Boy... it seems like everyone's gone away, and Martel and Giovanni have been missing. Missing. Better have just been missing, or I'll-- -a thud, suddenly, and there's a 'HOLY--' that cuts

Comments

[serpensdimidium]

Greed!

[greediguts]

They won't take you again.

[serpensdimidium]

Damnit, boss...

[greediguts]

You are mine.

[serpensdimidium]

Calm down. Aren't people supposed to come back in three days around here, anyway?

[greediguts]

Sometimes they go down and don't get back up. He is mine, they can't take him.

[serpensdimidium]

And what the hell's flipping out like this going to do? It's not going to bring him back any quicker!

[greediguts]

I don't care. I'm tired of losing things when I behave, so why the hell should I bother?

[serpensdimidium]

Do you even know how he died?! Would acting like this really have made a difference with that?

[chiropterans]

M-Martel--?