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[jholloway.livejournal.com]

Light mist / intermittent rain / headlights make strange halos, fuzzing through tiny droplets

Straps chafe the shoulders / I'm wearing tuxedo trousers, dress shoes polished to a mirror finish and a bulletproof vest / this is how a lot of parties I go to end, frankly.

Lucius brings out the first one all claws and teeth: Wrath clearly, rolls of fat on Gluttony, where's the one I want / where is he / long fingers and bright little eyes to seek out and grab and hold / there you are

there you are

you don't look so big.

Lying of course / I'm shitting myself / but the guys can't know that / and there's no way in hell I'm gonna show fear in front of Flynn

and I look over at Flynn and it is clear to me with perfect clarity / he's shitting himself too but there's no way in hell he's ever gonna show fear in front of me

and that calms me somehow

and I put the laser pointer on the the the thing and it goes through and then it doesn't and it's a solid thing that stops light and the guys are taking up firing positions around me guns to shoulder and I see Leviticus drawing that weird sword and the Russian (Ukrainian? Belorussian? Something.) guy drawing those weird curved knives and

when I was in the military I never got to say fun things

so I turn to Flynn and the guys and that one Vic chick, Channing's one and I say

FIEND IN THE OPEN.

FIRE FOR EFFECT.

Comments

[akonken.livejournal.com]

<3 I do love the way you write Danny's thoughts.

[hadidet.livejournal.com]

This is cool.