i wanna tell you a story. ain't got no characters in it but me. i wanna sing you a sad song. most of it i don't expect you to believe. it starts off just the whiskey and wine, miles of travel and some real good times. but it ends in a dark corridor, and there ain't no windows and there ain't no doors.
15th-Feb-2014 07:05 pm (UTC) - i'd call you gross but i am the gross one for being a literal slowpoke
[A flinch. Severa never said please. She was too fiery and bold for that.]
All right, all right! [An undignified sniff, then Brady carefully presses two fingers against the spot where Severa's pulse beats in her neck.] Here, feel that? That's where you need to cut. Do it...do it properly and you'll be out like a light in no time.
[He takes his hand back as if scalded and stares at the floor, disgusted with himself beyond words.]
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All right, all right! [An undignified sniff, then Brady carefully presses two fingers against the spot where Severa's pulse beats in her neck.] Here, feel that? That's where you need to cut. Do it...do it properly and you'll be out like a light in no time.
[He takes his hand back as if scalded and stares at the floor, disgusted with himself beyond words.]