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Who: Dawson, Gordon, Unconscious!Jeb
What: Throwing the kid in the shower
Where: Longcoat hideout - bathroom
When: Midnight, January 17
His grip tight on one of the unconscious boy's bicep, Dawson (with a little help from Gordon) none to gently dragged the former Resistance fighter out of the room. This was the man who had disrupted Longcoat operations for the last couple of annuals before the Eclipse? And Azkadellia's new bedmate? He could imagine wanting to step up from Zero, but this blonde kid was a definite step down. Fuck, he cannot have been long for the world of wine, women and song. A fucking innocent.
The bathroom was not too far away, so even allowing the young Cain fucker's body to mostly drag behind them, it only took a minute for he and Gordon to reach the area. Why in the fucking darkest part of the pits of sulfuric hell did Dawson have to be one of the ones to strip and shower the brat? Order him to do the same to Azkadellia and he would be more than pleased. But seeing some young bastard guy naked? Where the fuck was the hellborn fun in that?
Unless you were queer of course. He bet Gabri-a fucking-al would have gotten off on the job of it, but Dawson preferred women thank you very fucking much.
Jeb Cain had way too many clothes on. Aw fuck, come on! That was one fucking godsdamned thought Dawson had never imagined in his most drunk off his ass ponderings. Son of a fucking whore tied to a post in the village square! He did not get paid well enough for this shit. Fuck, he did not get paid at all. Although...Zero had told him and Gordon they could have the whelp's girl. And Azkadellia was top-drawer.
What: Throwing the kid in the shower
Where: Longcoat hideout - bathroom
When: Midnight, January 17
His grip tight on one of the unconscious boy's bicep, Dawson (with a little help from Gordon) none to gently dragged the former Resistance fighter out of the room. This was the man who had disrupted Longcoat operations for the last couple of annuals before the Eclipse? And Azkadellia's new bedmate? He could imagine wanting to step up from Zero, but this blonde kid was a definite step down. Fuck, he cannot have been long for the world of wine, women and song. A fucking innocent.
The bathroom was not too far away, so even allowing the young Cain fucker's body to mostly drag behind them, it only took a minute for he and Gordon to reach the area. Why in the fucking darkest part of the pits of sulfuric hell did Dawson have to be one of the ones to strip and shower the brat? Order him to do the same to Azkadellia and he would be more than pleased. But seeing some young bastard guy naked? Where the fuck was the hellborn fun in that?
Unless you were queer of course. He bet Gabri-a fucking-al would have gotten off on the job of it, but Dawson preferred women thank you very fucking much.
Jeb Cain had way too many clothes on. Aw fuck, come on! That was one fucking godsdamned thought Dawson had never imagined in his most drunk off his ass ponderings. Son of a fucking whore tied to a post in the village square! He did not get paid well enough for this shit. Fuck, he did not get paid at all. Although...Zero had told him and Gordon they could have the whelp's girl. And Azkadellia was top-drawer.