OOM: Sentence over

[latino_menace]

The Malfoy woman has been in the cells for four days and so, Ramon is once more watching Angela. If he's honest with himself, he's a little pissed off about letting her go. He can't help entertaining the thought that it might be nice to just shove a corpse back through the door to the bar. That's what usually happens in situations like this

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[angela_edmunds]

Angela is staring off into the middle distance, into the darkness. She's been drug-addled for days, so the slip into incoherence doesn't take long.

It's so hard to breathe. So hard.

She falls over onto the mattress, her body going slack, her eyes half-slitted, staring at nothing.

Her last coherent thought is Maybe I'll die now...

[latino_menace]

As soon as he sees it he grins and heads downstairs, pulling a blindfold from his pocket. As usual, he flicks the lights on first, though he's sure that she wouldn't really see him in this state even if he were to walk up to her in broad daylight.

Time to get rid of you, kid.

The thing is tied tightly round her eyes and he manhandles her roughly to her feet.

You'll never know how easy you got off.

[angela_edmunds]

Angela curls in on herself when the lights come on, though there's no conscious thought at all. Her head is jerked roughly back and she whimpers something unintelligible as she's pulled upwards.

She holds her hands out reflexively for balance, muttering incoherently and softly. She doesn't have much breath to speak, even if she was aware enough to do so, and she doesn't resist.

[latino_menace]

She's malleable, he likes that. Its annoying as hell that he can't relly talk to her and throw in a few threats for good measure, but he's just not going to risk her remembering his accent. So she's pulled to the door of the room and he starts into the task of trying to get her up the stairs towards where his door to the bar is.

So much easier if you were dead, so much fucking easier...