You know what? I am still angry about killing Daisuke. I am so incredibly pissed. I really didn't want to kill him! Damn. I haven't even strecthed the limits of R. Mental note: stretch limits of R.
Yeah, whatever, disclaimer, all that stuff. Grrr. I am going to be upset about this for a while. Deal.
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"Well, aren't I productive?" Matt asked Izzy. "I managed to kill 4 of you. So much for you all being smart."
Izzy growled in the corner. Matt was over by the stairs.
"Now Izzy, you sound angry."
"Understatement of the year." Izzy's pants now had Davis's blood on the hems. "Why the hell are you doing this?"
"Pleasure, Izzy."
"That's not an answer."
"No, it isn't. But do you think I'd explain myself to the likes of you? Oh, and by the way. Don't expect anyone to save you. I served dinner today, so the others are all drugged. It was quite funny, Yolei's head fell right into her plate."
Izzy was about to answer, but was interupted by the trap door opening. He cringed, because he knew whoever was coming down would die.
"Oh Matt. . ." Sang Ken. "Come out come out wherever you are. . ."
Matt didn't have the time to cover Izzy's mouth, and he was unarmed.
"What do you want Ichijouji?"
"I want to talk."
"Really?"
'No you dipwad. What do you think I want to do?"
"Turn on the heat?"
"Nope." Ken produced his father's gun. "Nothing of the sorts."
Matt's eyes became very wide and his face very pale as he saw the faint light dance over the barrel of the gun, which happened to be pointed right at his face. "Shit."
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I told you I wouldn't let Matt off scott free. Not after he killed Daisuke. Err. Matt must die for that.
Yeah, whatever, disclaimer, all that stuff. Grrr. I am going to be upset about this for a while. Deal.
~~~~~
"Well, aren't I productive?" Matt asked Izzy. "I managed to kill 4 of you. So much for you all being smart."
Izzy growled in the corner. Matt was over by the stairs.
"Now Izzy, you sound angry."
"Understatement of the year." Izzy's pants now had Davis's blood on the hems. "Why the hell are you doing this?"
"Pleasure, Izzy."
"That's not an answer."
"No, it isn't. But do you think I'd explain myself to the likes of you? Oh, and by the way. Don't expect anyone to save you. I served dinner today, so the others are all drugged. It was quite funny, Yolei's head fell right into her plate."
Izzy was about to answer, but was interupted by the trap door opening. He cringed, because he knew whoever was coming down would die.
"Oh Matt. . ." Sang Ken. "Come out come out wherever you are. . ."
Matt didn't have the time to cover Izzy's mouth, and he was unarmed.
"What do you want Ichijouji?"
"I want to talk."
"Really?"
'No you dipwad. What do you think I want to do?"
"Turn on the heat?"
"Nope." Ken produced his father's gun. "Nothing of the sorts."
Matt's eyes became very wide and his face very pale as he saw the faint light dance over the barrel of the gun, which happened to be pointed right at his face. "Shit."
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I told you I wouldn't let Matt off scott free. Not after he killed Daisuke. Err. Matt must die for that.
