08-04-2013, 07:35 PM
"Alright Candy."
He turned to face her as she got her hackles up again, staring down at her as she got in his face. The kid was proving to be nothing but a wanna-be smartass and could voice nothing but bitching. When she was done with her little rant, there was almost a faint glimmer of amusement in his features; more of a dangerous glint then anything jovial, but it was there all the same. As was his anger, back to a slow simmer. He stepped in closer.
He raised his hand in front of her face in a fist, then brought up one finger at a time. "One. Safe house. I keep it safe. If I have to burn this safe house to cover your ass, your superiors will not be happy. Two. My safe house. I keep it safe. Your attitude causes me to have to burn this place to keep your pack of monster hunting cultists in the clear, your ass will be in here when I throw the match. Three. You clean up your own mess while living in my house. I clean up my own. Four. Get your own beer."
When he got to five, he lowered his fingers and turned his hand so he was flipping her the bird, "Five. Enunciate."
He flashed her a toothy grin that was entirely not friendly in nature, then flicked her on the forehead before stepping back. "When it comes to the hunt, consider me a hired specialist. Up to you to find what you're after. Up to you to decide how it all goes down. Up to me to help make sure you and your pretty little friend there take them down, and bring one back alive. I've already found a place to keep the damn thing, whatever the fuck you fanatics want it for."
He turned to face her as she got her hackles up again, staring down at her as she got in his face. The kid was proving to be nothing but a wanna-be smartass and could voice nothing but bitching. When she was done with her little rant, there was almost a faint glimmer of amusement in his features; more of a dangerous glint then anything jovial, but it was there all the same. As was his anger, back to a slow simmer. He stepped in closer.
He raised his hand in front of her face in a fist, then brought up one finger at a time. "One. Safe house. I keep it safe. If I have to burn this safe house to cover your ass, your superiors will not be happy. Two. My safe house. I keep it safe. Your attitude causes me to have to burn this place to keep your pack of monster hunting cultists in the clear, your ass will be in here when I throw the match. Three. You clean up your own mess while living in my house. I clean up my own. Four. Get your own beer."
When he got to five, he lowered his fingers and turned his hand so he was flipping her the bird, "Five. Enunciate."
He flashed her a toothy grin that was entirely not friendly in nature, then flicked her on the forehead before stepping back. "When it comes to the hunt, consider me a hired specialist. Up to you to find what you're after. Up to you to decide how it all goes down. Up to me to help make sure you and your pretty little friend there take them down, and bring one back alive. I've already found a place to keep the damn thing, whatever the fuck you fanatics want it for."