Dec 23, 2013
neopiers replied to your post:RP Relationship Page Status
Not enough interaction between our muses, but maybe someday :D
I was thinking the same :D its all good!
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neopiers replied to your post:RP Relationship Page Status
Not enough interaction between our muses, but maybe someday :D
I was thinking the same :D its all good!
"What happened last night?"
"Um," She rubbed the back of her head sheepishly. "Well it started with me taking a bubble bath with some Jack Daniels, me listening to my I-Pod and smoking then before you know it I got out, dried off, and went to the door. I blacked out then woke up a few hours later and found a dead body right next to me. I slaughtered the hell the out of the guy." She shrugged.
"Put. The. Weapon. Down."
Helena’s eyes narrowed. "How about you put yours down first." The sentence coming out in more of a firm demand then a suggestion. Her grip tightened around her picador.
She stood her ground and seemed to be holding her breath. Her bronze hues locking on the others. She seemed to of yelled the next word.
"Now!"
"Never again."
"Look, I was just giving you an opportunity to join our service again. It’s a shame you turned to Umbrella.." She stood up and folded her arms.
Feeling frustrated that Piers was not cooperating with her, she let out a faint sigh. They had Helena interrogate him since she seemed to get the job done.
"I’ll come back later, and maybe you’ll actually talk." She turned to leave but stopped before closing the door. Turning her face, but not looking at him she spoke softly, "I really don’t think you want to deal with torture."
//OmG hai!!
For every Chris and Piers
"Thanks for the escort guys. Here’s something to remember me by."
neopiers
A: "Hello."
C: "How did the virus tast?"
neopiers
Chris was cleaning the house when he heard the door bell ring. Groaning he flings the door open and turns back, "If you want something come in. If your an asshole from SHEILD or the BSAA trying to get me back in fuck yourself and go find a gun in the house and shoot yourself with it."
neopiers said: orteil.dashnet.org/expe…
/what the hell is thissss !