Post by Calli on Jul 28, 2005 17:51:23 GMT -5
Carrie cursed noisily, her fists clenched, the well-formed muscles within her arms rippling.
“How?! Tell me how! That god damned boss of ours sent us to be fucking killed!” Carrie was pacing, at the conclusion of her curse packed sentence she turned on her heel and faced her unlucky comrades.
Ryan and Azalea were seated upon the sofa of their dwelling. Azalea was reading a volume on psychology as she constantly was while Ryan was probing for innovative forensic material online. Brennan and Nick were seated upon the matching loveseat each having a smile upon their lips. They adored when Carrie went on a warpath.
”I swear upon all the gods that, that damned basterd is dead! Dead I tell you! I’ll knock his head off with my staff!” Carrie blustered on.
Ryan glanced towards the wall, taking her eyes off the screen of her laptop just to glimpse Carries staff. The end of it was enclosed with razor sharp spikes. Easily sharp enough to cut through flesh. Of course Nick disintegrate into soundless mirth and Brennan soon followed. This directed Carrie’s fury towards them.
“How can you laugh at a time like this?! We might be killed in this accursed city!” She scowled as her words only lead to their mirth to increase ten-fold. “I’m going for a walk.” Carrie mumbled. Grabbing the closest loaded gun accessible, she slammed out of the apartment.
Heading out of the building and onto the vacant boulevard, Carrie began to walk aimlessly. She brought her gun so she thought she could get rid of any nuisances who tried to harass her.
“How?! Tell me how! That god damned boss of ours sent us to be fucking killed!” Carrie was pacing, at the conclusion of her curse packed sentence she turned on her heel and faced her unlucky comrades.
Ryan and Azalea were seated upon the sofa of their dwelling. Azalea was reading a volume on psychology as she constantly was while Ryan was probing for innovative forensic material online. Brennan and Nick were seated upon the matching loveseat each having a smile upon their lips. They adored when Carrie went on a warpath.
”I swear upon all the gods that, that damned basterd is dead! Dead I tell you! I’ll knock his head off with my staff!” Carrie blustered on.
Ryan glanced towards the wall, taking her eyes off the screen of her laptop just to glimpse Carries staff. The end of it was enclosed with razor sharp spikes. Easily sharp enough to cut through flesh. Of course Nick disintegrate into soundless mirth and Brennan soon followed. This directed Carrie’s fury towards them.
“How can you laugh at a time like this?! We might be killed in this accursed city!” She scowled as her words only lead to their mirth to increase ten-fold. “I’m going for a walk.” Carrie mumbled. Grabbing the closest loaded gun accessible, she slammed out of the apartment.
Heading out of the building and onto the vacant boulevard, Carrie began to walk aimlessly. She brought her gun so she thought she could get rid of any nuisances who tried to harass her.