puttin on the ritz. [rp-locked]
Randall Flagg does not make house calls.
If someone needs to be killed, he has plenty of people to do it for him, including an entire team of assassins. They did a fine job of killing necessary victims on both sides of the fence. It's easier not to get his hands dirty in most instances. Really, murder is only fun when he has the proper time to invest in it, and he's been busy lately.
However, people have been disobeying the Organization with increasing frequency and gall. It's irritating. Clearly, punishment requires his special touch to get it across to people that he's not someone to be fucked with.
It's for this reason that he cleared his schedule for the late evening/early morning hours and has lead to him standing inside the residence of one, Bambi Dalton. He's not alone. There are more flunkies waiting outside to be given the signal.
He knows what she did. It's time to make her pay and provide her death as an example to what happens to people that make the wrong decision. He's sure Bambi knew what she was asking for by setting a member of Torchwood free, but he doubts she had any idea what she'd get in return.
If she wanted to go out with a bang, he'll certainly provide that for her. His finger trails on a nearby bookshelf and he knocks an item off of it and to the ground. A slow smile slides across his face. "Oops."
If someone needs to be killed, he has plenty of people to do it for him, including an entire team of assassins. They did a fine job of killing necessary victims on both sides of the fence. It's easier not to get his hands dirty in most instances. Really, murder is only fun when he has the proper time to invest in it, and he's been busy lately.
However, people have been disobeying the Organization with increasing frequency and gall. It's irritating. Clearly, punishment requires his special touch to get it across to people that he's not someone to be fucked with.
It's for this reason that he cleared his schedule for the late evening/early morning hours and has lead to him standing inside the residence of one, Bambi Dalton. He's not alone. There are more flunkies waiting outside to be given the signal.
He knows what she did. It's time to make her pay and provide her death as an example to what happens to people that make the wrong decision. He's sure Bambi knew what she was asking for by setting a member of Torchwood free, but he doubts she had any idea what she'd get in return.
If she wanted to go out with a bang, he'll certainly provide that for her. His finger trails on a nearby bookshelf and he knocks an item off of it and to the ground. A slow smile slides across his face. "Oops."