Jul 03, 2009 21:28
How many times must I go through this? I was going to just sit back, steadily drink myself into a stupor til about early afternoon, sleep it off then wake up for some night action. But no, no, no, no. Fucking curses. Fucking City.
What the hell do you want? I'm armed. You're not. Consider this in length.
[ooc; Have at thee, 4th Wallers.]
damn its good to be an assassin,
hateful bitch,
despite all my rage,
oh shit,
la vida diva,
4th wall day,
curse
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Some kind of daily routine you got there, sweetheart. Drinking before noon and sleeping the day away? Tsk.
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It's a holiday.
Shouldn't you be someplace more dead?
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Anything else you want to say? Any more wasted breath?
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You can't half-ass it once you rob a fella, Elle.
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And I have no regrets. I took your sword. It may be the best thing you've done for me.
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