Interesting month so far.

Can't wait to see what's up on Halloween.

Private to The Sorrow

You still want that intel? I got some things for ya.

And what the hell are you supposed to be?

*gunfire and struggles and crashing*

Shit.

*a low grunt and footsteps running*

Son of a bitch. *spitting* Hellsing boss, need anything?

Stuffed animals.

This is bullshit.

*tearing of cloth*

*gunshot*

Heh. A curse I can live with.

*another gunshot*

Free target practice.

So.

Let's not have a repeat of this weekend.

( Private to Promise )

Someone better tell me where I am or I'm gonna hurt someone.

I mean that.

I can hurt you really badly.

Huh.

Boss, I'm chopping the next plant to get in my way while I'm guarding your place.

Well f***.

This is a load of c***.

To all the new kids and old:

Yo.

No daddy for me yesterday.

Heh.

Probably for the best.