Author Topic: Apocalypse: The Re-apocalyticalizing [Somebody put out his fire]  (Read 171690 times)

I flail my arm that I'm not using to slightly hold myself up around.

"Alexia," I say covering my face, "please stop."

My screaming is muffled by the water.

I lift his head up again, looking at him. "So are we going to continue doing this all day or what?"

"Alexia," I say covering my face, "please stop."

"He could, of course, be more cooperative."

I spit at the woman. "Go to hell..."

"He probably would have been if you hadn't been threatening him so much."

I point at the other woman and give a thumbs up afterwords. "Violent bitch..."

I scoff, then say, "You're the lazy assassin who can't be assed to read directions. Not to mention you're the one shooting at me. I'm not going to say I'm not violent, however," I say, getting up and pulling him along with me, "if you don't tell me who this guy is," I lean in toward his ear, whispering, "I will put you through hell and back."

I begin shaking and whimpering to myself. "I don't remember..."

"Why do you care who wants to kill you?" We've been pretty good at having each other's backs... Come on, let him go."

"...Please." I mutter, tears rolling down my face.

alexia is bad at solving problems

alexia is bad at solving problems
threats of crotch destruction is a surefire way to get answers

"Who. Sent. You."
I push my AR to his face.

I grab the barrel of the AR and turn it away from his face, looking at Jacov sternly.