Intuh a house of madness. From beautiesnbeasts
I had met de man from my vision in de tunnel going under de Thames River and to the castle renowned to house a legion of vampires and belonging tuh Fangdan and his powerful co-leader, one Rory "the rage" Bronson.
Rory wasn't at all trilled to see me at first, but who could blame him, right? I mean if I had confronted myself with de tale that I had regaled him with, den I would be skeptical too, and probably would have thought dat I was drunk, too.
I was heavily wishing right now dat I was. I told Rory about my demon lineage and about mu connections tuh de powes-dat-be. I had explained tuh him dat I had seen how he was ensouled and had explained a few dings tings about his life, dat of course, he already knew, since he had lived it and I had done so because I wanted him tuh believe dat I was de genuine article.
At first, his skepticism led him to use his distintive power advantage over me and he had slammed me into de tunnel. I was banking on his soul keeping him from killing me, but fer a minute dere, it was touch and go, but eventually, he let me go, and seemed to want answers, which was good.
I den told him about where we would be going. I told him about Los Angeles, and about all of de helpless people dere being mugged and murdered by demons on a daily basis, and how dey needed a champion. I told him dat Angel, whom I knew dat he knew from my extensive visions about him, was supposed to be and was slated to be de champion of the people, but de universe hadn't cooperated and dat Angel had lost his soul. I told him dat Justin, whom he was shocked at de mention of, was already in America, and dat he was not my concern, or at least, he wasn't de concern of de powers-dat-be, but dat Rory definitely was. I also told him dat not only had I flown here, but I had two tickets back tuh Los Angeles, leaving not long after sundown, and if he wouldn't mind keeping de boat of us alive inside of the castle, so dat we could pour back a couple of tall ones and not be cooped in dis tunnel for hours, warm and bored, and wet.
De only problem wit dis scenario, as we went back intuh de mansion, and as I felt like I was going tuh soil myself, was that I couldn't explain de girl dat he had talked about seeing. We got inside, and were met by a couple of vampires, who backed away when dey saw Rory. One of dem looked like he wanted to fight, but Rory stepped towards him, and pushed him out of de room, locking de door behind him.
"Thank god, man, I dought dat we were going to have a fight dere." I laughed, but he went tuh a refrigerator, pulled out two guiness' and gave me one and den sat me down like he had someding serious tuh say.
[Rory]
Rory wasn't at all trilled to see me at first, but who could blame him, right? I mean if I had confronted myself with de tale that I had regaled him with, den I would be skeptical too, and probably would have thought dat I was drunk, too.
I was heavily wishing right now dat I was. I told Rory about my demon lineage and about mu connections tuh de powes-dat-be. I had explained tuh him dat I had seen how he was ensouled and had explained a few dings tings about his life, dat of course, he already knew, since he had lived it and I had done so because I wanted him tuh believe dat I was de genuine article.
At first, his skepticism led him to use his distintive power advantage over me and he had slammed me into de tunnel. I was banking on his soul keeping him from killing me, but fer a minute dere, it was touch and go, but eventually, he let me go, and seemed to want answers, which was good.
I den told him about where we would be going. I told him about Los Angeles, and about all of de helpless people dere being mugged and murdered by demons on a daily basis, and how dey needed a champion. I told him dat Angel, whom I knew dat he knew from my extensive visions about him, was supposed to be and was slated to be de champion of the people, but de universe hadn't cooperated and dat Angel had lost his soul. I told him dat Justin, whom he was shocked at de mention of, was already in America, and dat he was not my concern, or at least, he wasn't de concern of de powers-dat-be, but dat Rory definitely was. I also told him dat not only had I flown here, but I had two tickets back tuh Los Angeles, leaving not long after sundown, and if he wouldn't mind keeping de boat of us alive inside of the castle, so dat we could pour back a couple of tall ones and not be cooped in dis tunnel for hours, warm and bored, and wet.
De only problem wit dis scenario, as we went back intuh de mansion, and as I felt like I was going tuh soil myself, was that I couldn't explain de girl dat he had talked about seeing. We got inside, and were met by a couple of vampires, who backed away when dey saw Rory. One of dem looked like he wanted to fight, but Rory stepped towards him, and pushed him out of de room, locking de door behind him.
"Thank god, man, I dought dat we were going to have a fight dere." I laughed, but he went tuh a refrigerator, pulled out two guiness' and gave me one and den sat me down like he had someding serious tuh say.
[Rory]