"Cute toys, but dey won' do shit to hurt me. Bruise me, sure, but dey won' take me down. An' if you wanna try an' see if dat is a bluff, I encourage you to do so. I don' mindbreakin' two pretty chicken necks today." There was a confident smirk on her face. "Trust me, I don' get my kicks breakin' people's playt'ings, Sir. But I don' mind it none."
Swaying her hips, she moved back to her liquor cabinet and pulled out some Bourbon from New Orleans. It was expensive, and something she only broke out during good business meetings. Carefully she poured herself a glass, as well as Alistaire.
"So, you hirin' me to take someone down who hurt your po' ego wit' bad art. Dis is a first if I ever 'eard it."
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Date: 2012-12-27 06:11 pm (UTC)Swaying her hips, she moved back to her liquor cabinet and pulled out some Bourbon from New Orleans. It was expensive, and something she only broke out during good business meetings. Carefully she poured herself a glass, as well as Alistaire.
"So, you hirin' me to take someone down who hurt your po' ego wit' bad art. Dis is a first if I ever 'eard it."