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[teetheyes]

Cry cry cry.

Bitch bitch bitch.

Moan moan moan.

---Cut here.---

"It's too big."

Hm. Out of cigarettes already.

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[beer-over-blood.livejournal.com]

[pushes the SoCo Cori's way]

Cor, I'm a fuckin' asshole, a bleedin' idiot, a jackass and a wanker. Bastard's the least of my fuckin' issues.

I was thought I had gone pissin' mad when I fuckin' woke up.

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[He takes the shot to the back of the throat, nice Southern burn there.]

I thought the same when I grew eyes, once.

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[beer-over-blood.livejournal.com]

So you obey some higher power or are you just a random escaped nightmare from some guy with a tooth fetish?

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

I kneel to Dream of the Endless, my Lord and Master. I escaped once, and I was punished.

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[beer-over-blood.livejournal.com]

He an okay bloke?

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[A moderate wave of his hand.]

A bit somber and strict when necessary.

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[beer-over-blood.livejournal.com]

Better than a hag on the side of the road, Cor.

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

At least no one owns you now.

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[beer-over-blood.livejournal.com]

Paid back all my debts before I got here.

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Not yet.

[He refills Cassidy's glass.]

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[beer-over-blood.livejournal.com]

[drinks]

I bought you your drink, you fuckin' cheapskate arsehole.

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

And I got you the only place that keeps the blinds down not owned by a fucking nancy.

[Drink up!]

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[beer-over-blood.livejournal.com]

Except for the corner with your nancy cactus.

Hey, Cor.

You're a fuckin' queer, aren't you?

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Let's keep it that way, the little bitch needs her sunlight.

[Refilling the glasses.]

Yeah, I am.

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[beer-over-blood.livejournal.com]

Roomed with another one for a week in '73. Bastard ate all my steaks and and kept cleaning up my soddin' room.

Died a week later from an overdose.

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Can't say I knew him. I was in New York City in the 70s before heading west in a convertible.

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[beer-over-blood.livejournal.com]

I like New York, it's a fuckin' awesome town, the first place I landed when I came over.

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

No shit?

[He takes another shot.]

I sailed in after World War II.

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[beer-over-blood.livejournal.com]

Yep, sailed in and never sailed out except for a god-forsaken fuckin' week stuck in fuckin' France.

So you're immortal, then?

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

I said I was a nightmare right? It comes with the territory.

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[beer-over-blood.livejournal.com]

Haven't met a lot of those, is all.

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

I'm going to pin you no earlier than 1890.

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[beer-over-blood.livejournal.com]

Off by ten years, you've got an eye.

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Is that a joke?

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[beer-over-blood.livejournal.com]

I thought it was fuckin' hilarious.