Trapped
The two women are inside this "bar and grille," seeking to sway their friend from my words.
Predictable. And useless.
My followers are in place outside. Time to end this foolish prattle.
( *a whine of feedback slices through Willy's Bar and Grille, startling Willy, Astraeia, and Evalon as a familiar voice plays over the speakers* )
Predictable. And useless.
My followers are in place outside. Time to end this foolish prattle.
( *a whine of feedback slices through Willy's Bar and Grille, startling Willy, Astraeia, and Evalon as a familiar voice plays over the speakers* )
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But the others have chosen a different path. They will choose to embrace my love, or they will die.
*the temperature in the bar begins to drop*
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let's see if this pisses you off as much as it pissed my Moloch off......bastard.
*grabs a few tableclothes off the tables and wraps them around Willy*
you really are stupid, Moloch. you didn't read my journal as well as you thought you did, if you think this is what made me love him. let me guess, off to see a movie now while you try and freeze us out?
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