Wednesday, 11 July 2012
Deadwood? Fuck you.
Well, look at what I woke up to this morning.
Fucker thinks he's going to get the better of Lillith and I?
BRING IT ON, YOU SON OF A BITCH. Your master too. I'll knock both your heads in! You're just mad that I'm still able to resist His calls. Not by much, but I will resist until I am dead. And you won't take Lillith either, you asshole.
I don't care that you're some kind of ex-cop tough asshole who serves The Weaver. I've never backed down from a challenge, especially when someone wants to challenge the woman I love. Lillith's scared shitless now and rightly so - her father's gone out to buy some extra locks for the front and back doors, thankfully.
As for me, I'm on patrol outside the house constantly.
I won't let them be taken. I don't care.
I'll die before Lillith goes. Even if I'm His target - He's welcome to try to claim me.
Posted by kam at 10:45