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Characters: Liz Sherman, some poor bastard
Setting:
rp_shadesofgray ( What-if scenerio)
Prompt: Burn – Nine Inch Nails
"I've got a little surprise for you."
AN: Follow up to Muderous!Liz Drabble for
1breath . Liz is scaring the shit out of me, just so everyone is aware. Last line is so full of cheese it might be from Wisconsin, but I couldn’t help it.
“I can do this all night” My voice is eerily calm as his screams drown out my words. His eyes should be streaming painful tears, if I hadn’t pretty much burnt his face off 3 hours ago. At least I know if this guy is a special, he’s not a healer.
“I told you, they picked him up this afternoon! I donno where they took him! They just paid me and I did the job!” He’s screaming at me, the charred black that used to be his lip flaking off with each word.
Yeah, that’s not gonna help his case any. Another fireball hits his chest. The lighter fluid covering him takes care of the rest.
I walk out of the warehouse, checking the most recent outgoing calls on his cell. An almost too satisfied smirk crosses my lips as I watch the warehouse explode as the phone rings.
“We already paid you.” Whoever answered is an idiot. Now I know they are in fact who I’m looking for. The tracing equipment finds the location soon enough. They're close. I only hope that means Will is to.
“Nope. You haven’t even begun to pay.”
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Prompt: Burn – Nine Inch Nails
"I've got a little surprise for you."
AN: Follow up to Muderous!Liz Drabble for
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“I can do this all night” My voice is eerily calm as his screams drown out my words. His eyes should be streaming painful tears, if I hadn’t pretty much burnt his face off 3 hours ago. At least I know if this guy is a special, he’s not a healer.
“I told you, they picked him up this afternoon! I donno where they took him! They just paid me and I did the job!” He’s screaming at me, the charred black that used to be his lip flaking off with each word.
Yeah, that’s not gonna help his case any. Another fireball hits his chest. The lighter fluid covering him takes care of the rest.
I walk out of the warehouse, checking the most recent outgoing calls on his cell. An almost too satisfied smirk crosses my lips as I watch the warehouse explode as the phone rings.
“We already paid you.” Whoever answered is an idiot. Now I know they are in fact who I’m looking for. The tracing equipment finds the location soon enough. They're close. I only hope that means Will is to.
“Nope. You haven’t even begun to pay.”
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Date: 2010-03-19 01:13 am (UTC)(OOC-Holy Hell, I'm eating this with a spoon! Eeep! Hope there is some more involved here soon.)
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Date: 2010-03-19 01:41 am (UTC)(OOC: I KNOW! I'll have to come up with more *evil grin* )
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Date: 2010-03-19 01:50 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-03-19 02:36 am (UTC)*she hopes Dana doesn't notice the blood under her fingernails*
You know the cops won't do anything and it's not like we can ask fuckin' Krycek for help.
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Date: 2010-03-19 06:03 pm (UTC)So...you don't have to.
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Date: 2010-03-19 06:29 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2010-03-19 07:19 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-03-19 07:45 pm (UTC)*sighs*
I've got nothing left to lose Dana.
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Date: 2010-03-19 08:02 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-03-19 08:22 pm (UTC)