Jul. 25th, 2010
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Jul. 25th, 2010 11:31 pm![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
Knife resting there on a table. He waited for the flush of snow but it didn't come. It probably didn't need to.
The blood had dried across the bare floorboards. Most of it had hit sawdust & soaked in instantly. He couldn't smell it.
'You understand, Mr. Snaggle, that if you get up out of that chair I will stab you through the heart.' Drago sound patient, perfectly calm.
A grin hidden behind the rictus mask.
( 'Well I should fucking well hope so.' )
The blood had dried across the bare floorboards. Most of it had hit sawdust & soaked in instantly. He couldn't smell it.
'You understand, Mr. Snaggle, that if you get up out of that chair I will stab you through the heart.' Drago sound patient, perfectly calm.
A grin hidden behind the rictus mask.
( 'Well I should fucking well hope so.' )