Actually, that's kind of exactly how it works. >:[
See that? Those are fangs. Which I have. I also apparently have a neverending supply of Scotch, which is kind of almost an insult, but it's better than fairy wine.
Consider this my way of telling you I'm drunk and don't care.
Are you really such a child that all it takes is a weaker person mocking you for you to just start killing people? I offered my men to a person responsible enough to ask for donors and permission, not a murderer.
No, you offered your men to a murderer who's capable of playing nice when they need to. He was stupid and he should have known better. Now the rest of them do.
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[At least not so obviously. Gosh, do you have any idea what subtlety is?]
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See that? Those are fangs. Which I have. I also apparently have a neverending supply of Scotch, which is kind of almost an insult, but it's better than fairy wine.
Consider this my way of telling you I'm drunk and don't care.
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I'd call that a win-win. You're welcome.
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[That really doesn't jive with the thoughtful reputation he's cultivating, bro.]
I think you should find yourself some new donors.
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[Someone had been drinking pretty much all day/night. You're lucky the lockets worked voice to text.]
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I won't apologize for taking care of my men. We're done.
[And he unceremoniously cuts the connection. Happy holidays, Damon.]