voice

[hatesthefood]

Okay, I have no idea what the hell is going on, but this shit isn't funny!

[ooc: voice open to anyone, of course. Feel free to attack him if you like. I'm more than willing to let him get hurt, but if you want him dead, send me a private message or IM first, please.]

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voice;

[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

Whatever you want, sweetheart. I need them.

voice;

[cry-reaper.livejournal.com]

Always so eager to please, that's what I like to see in my champions.

[ooc: Assume a robo-squirrel is on it's merry little way.]

voice; a little while later

[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

I'll remember that.

voice;

[cry-reaper.livejournal.com]

You better, lover. I intend to wear you on my arm like the prize you are when this is through.

voice;

[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

... you're enjoying this.

voice;

[cry-reaper.livejournal.com]

Of course I am, this is the best entertainment in the City.

voice;

[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

... right. Of course it is.

voice;

[cry-reaper.livejournal.com]

You don't have anything to worry about... unless you don't start making some kills - it gets boring when no one is dying and you kill so beautifully.

[ooc: She will hug and cuddle and tend your wounds tomorrow, baby.]

voice;

[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

What a compliment.

voice;

[cry-reaper.livejournal.com]

There are few that I pay that are higher.

voice;

[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

I'll keep that in mind.

voice;

[cry-reaper.livejournal.com]

You do that.

voice;

[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

[nothing more than a soft sigh]