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latino_menaceHe stares at the walls, something he got good at when he was in prison. It had taken a while to get used to, he wasn't good at sitting still for minutes at a time, let alone hours, or days, or weeks. It had been OK though because he always had Jack to think about - he wasn't surprised to find that he never got bored when coming up with new ways of torturing him to death, new ways of destroying his life completely, new ways of making him suffer until he went insane. He'd done that to someone before - had them tortured until they lost their mind. It'd been fun.
This time though, he wasn't thinking about Jack. This time it was Random and he found that was OK too. It actually felt quite weird being back in the bar, amid all the tension. He'd got used to spending a lot of time with just Random - but it wasn't a bad thing to be back. He'd enjoyed Amber (even if some of the people had been complete assholes) and managed to relax quite sucessfully. But relaxing too much made him bored and irritable and he was glad they'd come back when they had. He was ready for some action again and didn't want to ruin Random's trip by pissing him off.
There had been little talk about the problems they'd come across before they left. Not exactly taboo subjects, there had just been other things to do. But now they were back, some of the things probably couldn't be avoided. He wasn't too worried. If Random could deal with what he'd done with Elan Morin, there probably wasn't much that would bother him.
Which might be a good thing - he'd been planning something for Jack for a while. Well, for a few months now...but they were mostly just dreams to keep his mind occupied. Things were different since coming to the bar though. There were opportunities here that he'd never dreamt of. But he was now. And there was one idea in particular that he'd be very interested to see if he could make work. It had come to him one morning when he was trying to fend off the attentions of Random's sister...he laughed to himself at the memory of that little incident. But then he focused again - there were enough magic people around here, right? There had to be someone that could help him out.
And if not, he'd fall back on the original plot - simplicity was sometimes best, after all. There wasn't much better way to get revenge than by spilling your enemy's blood, he'd learnt that a long time ago. And he was getting very impatient about seeing Jack's...it had to be soon.
Every breath he takes is an insult to me...
This time though, he wasn't thinking about Jack. This time it was Random and he found that was OK too. It actually felt quite weird being back in the bar, amid all the tension. He'd got used to spending a lot of time with just Random - but it wasn't a bad thing to be back. He'd enjoyed Amber (even if some of the people had been complete assholes) and managed to relax quite sucessfully. But relaxing too much made him bored and irritable and he was glad they'd come back when they had. He was ready for some action again and didn't want to ruin Random's trip by pissing him off.
There had been little talk about the problems they'd come across before they left. Not exactly taboo subjects, there had just been other things to do. But now they were back, some of the things probably couldn't be avoided. He wasn't too worried. If Random could deal with what he'd done with Elan Morin, there probably wasn't much that would bother him.
Which might be a good thing - he'd been planning something for Jack for a while. Well, for a few months now...but they were mostly just dreams to keep his mind occupied. Things were different since coming to the bar though. There were opportunities here that he'd never dreamt of. But he was now. And there was one idea in particular that he'd be very interested to see if he could make work. It had come to him one morning when he was trying to fend off the attentions of Random's sister...he laughed to himself at the memory of that little incident. But then he focused again - there were enough magic people around here, right? There had to be someone that could help him out.
And if not, he'd fall back on the original plot - simplicity was sometimes best, after all. There wasn't much better way to get revenge than by spilling your enemy's blood, he'd learnt that a long time ago. And he was getting very impatient about seeing Jack's...it had to be soon.
Every breath he takes is an insult to me...
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Date: 2005-08-20 09:40 pm (UTC)Just reply comment, and we can make it an uber-slow thread.
Gotta run, so threading is not an option- and acess will be sporadic at best.
Cheers-
Steph
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Date: 2005-08-21 10:24 pm (UTC)<3 the cuteness of the letters and waves the OTP flags liek woah.