by Victoria Valentine » Wed Mar 25, 2015 3:29 pm
"Let's see, darling... are they going to let you keep being a self righteous, obstructive prick after you almost got all of us killed, or are they going to let me fix things. Dear me, let's think about this." She set the collar down on the table, then began emptying the bag onto the table. A lenth of barbed wire joined it on the table, along with incense, a dagger, and a rose.