Re: Wood and Wire
Posted: Fri Aug 13, 2010 9:33 am
It seemed as though Daniel finally agreed with her on something: Dustin Royal (and for all this time she was under the impression it was spelt like "Royale". Oh well, silly her) was a lech who was of no use to them at the moment. She couldn't really give a crap whether he was dead or alive. The world would be a much better place without people like him taking advantage of-
-Well, it seemed like DK here agreed with her, as he seemed to be ready to act initiatively. Paige smirked. This was sure to scare him off. She was about to comment about his nature, especially with his...'lovely' remark to Big Guy here about fucking, when another girl burst into the scene with a scream.
"JESUS!" Paige yelled as the girl almost toppled into her, engulfed by another girl. Christ, these types were just popping out of the waterworks, weren't they?
DK seemed more concerned about the issue at hand, and turned back to Manwhore Royal. Paige smiled. Finally, results!
Dustin, however, didn't seem to get it. He tried to endear himself by making another remark to her. Teeth gritting, she responded again to the lech.
"Did you not get it, Royal? Fuck. Off. Or do you need this gun shoved up your-"
"Oh, by the way, not packing anything major. May I?"
Paige rolled her eyes as the new arrival ran back to her bag and her weapon, looking like a javelin at this range. Paige's befuddled look at the weirdest girls she had met so far did not distract her from the fact that Royal still wasn't going. He was still trying to be an endearing little rat, and she trusted BG here to refuse him the honor of joining them.
"Get rid of him, would you? He's dead weight. Like, someone's probably gonna come after him for revenge or something. Hate to say it, but people prolly got some worse stuff with them than that thing, and are prolly gonna be a lot more, what's the word...inclined to use it or something. Cause once that happens, I'm outta here, an' you're left..."
Paige motioned with her head to the blue-haired girl and the cowering young female with the javelin and her bag.
"...with these two."
Paige stared back at the blonde blue eyed weasel trying to faff his way into their situation. She hoped this got good.
-Well, it seemed like DK here agreed with her, as he seemed to be ready to act initiatively. Paige smirked. This was sure to scare him off. She was about to comment about his nature, especially with his...'lovely' remark to Big Guy here about fucking, when another girl burst into the scene with a scream.
"JESUS!" Paige yelled as the girl almost toppled into her, engulfed by another girl. Christ, these types were just popping out of the waterworks, weren't they?
DK seemed more concerned about the issue at hand, and turned back to Manwhore Royal. Paige smiled. Finally, results!
Dustin, however, didn't seem to get it. He tried to endear himself by making another remark to her. Teeth gritting, she responded again to the lech.
"Did you not get it, Royal? Fuck. Off. Or do you need this gun shoved up your-"
"Oh, by the way, not packing anything major. May I?"
Paige rolled her eyes as the new arrival ran back to her bag and her weapon, looking like a javelin at this range. Paige's befuddled look at the weirdest girls she had met so far did not distract her from the fact that Royal still wasn't going. He was still trying to be an endearing little rat, and she trusted BG here to refuse him the honor of joining them.
"Get rid of him, would you? He's dead weight. Like, someone's probably gonna come after him for revenge or something. Hate to say it, but people prolly got some worse stuff with them than that thing, and are prolly gonna be a lot more, what's the word...inclined to use it or something. Cause once that happens, I'm outta here, an' you're left..."
Paige motioned with her head to the blue-haired girl and the cowering young female with the javelin and her bag.
"...with these two."
Paige stared back at the blonde blue eyed weasel trying to faff his way into their situation. She hoped this got good.