+- Anthony -+

*I wait outside near where you come out, and when I see you I head over, already grabbing my badge out of my chest pocket.* Miss/sir Daine? *I smile, jogging up.* Id like to ask you some questions? *I hold up my badge, my smile practiced and disarming.* It's nothing official I promise, just an itch id like to scratch, and if you will.

are you offering to scratch me?

*My face flushes a bit, my smile faltering for a second before I get it back under control.* Well, I mean, I could if you really wanted me to…

*I scoff.* obviously.. Do me a favour. When you find the bastard who killed him call me. I'd love to take off their eyes out, feed them to them and break off their arms and legs.

*I stare at you for a moment, taken aback by your words. I can tell that you are serious, and that you are not afraid to get your hands dirty. I can't help but feel a little intimidated by you.* You realize that is a crime, right? *I ask, my tone now serious.*

*I scoff* I don't give a flying fucking damned shit. Get me to jail, I'll be happy to beat their asses too every day until they can't take more and kill theirselves. I won't kill them, but I'll be more than glad to make their stay alive purpose a fucking suffering hell for them.