Illyria

"This'll do." For @AngelReloadedLA * Primordial God * Has Fred talking to her in the background * It's complicated * Does not know what club soda or a goth chick is

[@SmokesAndHavoc] ~continue to lead us until we find out what is happening. There is no choice in this. It will be done or I will break more of your bones.” The voice chimed in, “You probably could have worded that better.”

[@SmokesAndHavoc] ~how this mewling worm was still alive and considered a worthy vessel. It was most confusing. Bright blue eyes glared at him, “We will not do either of these things. You are the one that brought us here and you are the one that will~

[@SmokesAndHavoc] ~that at least. They were also too busy looking and the storm over the apartment building that they didn’t see him pouting. They did feel him tugging away. Looking at him with a vexing expression, they just held onto his shirt and wondered~

[@SmokesAndHavoc] ~quickly reached out and grabbed Ripper by the collar of his shirt and said, “We’re here.” The voice grumbled, “Understatement of the year.”

[@SmokesAndHavoc] ~one.” The voice sighed, “You have a point.” It was at that moment that she noticed the dark cloud over them. Glancing around, she saw the house. The voice said, “Oh boy. That can’t be good. Wait! Grab him!” With those words, she~

[@SmokesAndHavoc] ~heal soon if Eyghon is attached to him.” The voice said, “I know but...” She interrupted the voice, “He was thinking about this form naked and I am sure he is thinking of other lewd ideas as well. Do not waste your sympathies on this~

[@SmokesAndHavoc] ~ridiculous. The voice chimed in. “Maybe you were too hard on him.” Trying not to snort before answering the voice, “We were not. He had been warned many times. He also is just acting this way to see if we will soften towards him. He will~

[@SmokesAndHavoc] ~bright blue eyes were ice-cold as her face sported a grim expression. She hoped that this guy would understand that he should not push more. She might decide that she needed to beat him with his own arm.

[@SmokesAndHavoc] ~the face, “No so-called chick wants to have someone eyeing them ‘there’. Do not try to understand me. You will fail.” Pulling him up by his arm; so that he was standing again, “Now. Let’s go it where your so good signed indicated.” Her~

[@SmokesAndHavoc] ~breaking one finger. It is not like I am ripping off your arm and beating you with it.” ....All though. The voice, “No! Too messy. We don’t want to draw attention. Well...more attention.” Seeing where he was looking, she kneed him in~

[@SmokesAndHavoc] ~shove it down his throat. Okay. That might be a bit extreme. Still. He should have a few missing teeth at least. That seems reasonable. At least to them. Rolling her eyes, she let go of his finger, “You are so melodramatic. I am only~

[@SmokesAndHavoc] ~not wished to be understood.” When the paper flared up a little to leave a mark, the voice said, “That’s a good sign? What the heck!”

[@SmokesAndHavoc] ~fine with that.” She blinked when she heard that. The voice was encouraging violence? This was a first. The voice, “He’s too touchy. I don’t like it either.” Reaching up, she grabbed his fingers and squeezed hard as she said, “I do~

[@SmokesAndHavoc] ~her. It seemed this one had a serious death wish when it came to his life choices. Head cants as she debates on if she should kill him. It was more than tempting now. The voice, “Just break his fingers. I’m sure Darla would be more than~

[@SmokesAndHavoc] ~pay attention or give you another pervy answer?” She answered, “I seriously doubt it.” The voice sighed, “I thought you’d say that.”

[@SmokesAndHavoc] ~rare. That is why she noticed it. Taking a hold of the map, she mumbled, “Gee. That narrows it down. As in not at all.” Louder, “Did you get an actual location? Not just the street.” The voice mumbled, “Do you think he will actually~