Preston can't hear you. He's too busy trying to hurt the wall. He raises a fist-then drops it. It wouldn't do any damn good anyway.
Growling to himself, Preston whirls about, dripping, and spots Wells. "...Jurgen." Point blank. No niceties. If there was ever a moment the man wanted to kick some serious tail, that time is now.
Preston drops his guns on the table with an unceremonious clank.
The man does not swear. Swear words went out when they finally evicted most of hollywood and when the MPAA and the RIAA closed their doors forever, but Preston-
He stands, coat still dripping gore, "...I can't be here. I have to go back. There are things that need to be ac-accomplished." Find the guy. Kill Him, "...They have no idea how to handle investigations back home, This has to happen now- I can't stay here-"
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Growling to himself, Preston whirls about, dripping, and spots Wells.
"...Jurgen."
Point blank. No niceties. If there was ever a moment the man wanted to kick some serious tail, that time is now.
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Sometimes that's all you need to say.
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The man does not swear. Swear words went out when they finally evicted most of hollywood and when the MPAA and the RIAA closed their doors forever, but Preston-
He stands, coat still dripping gore, "...I can't be here. I have to go back. There are things that need to be ac-accomplished." Find the guy. Kill Him, "...They have no idea how to handle investigations back home, This has to happen now- I can't stay here-"
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