Post by Giovanni DiLeonardo on Jun 20, 2009 13:44:09 GMT -6
Giovanni saw her come over and set her glass down, then he began to speak to her "So what the fuck do you do? You cough up a shit load of blood and yet you seem unfazed by it. I know guys like twice your fucking size who would be in the hospital if they were in your shoes."
Omen stared boredly at him for a few moments as her animal-like nails continued to circle the rim of her glass. It smeared slightly, but her nails didn't pierce the thin material. Not just yet at least. "I live to kill and kill to live. I've been through fuck loads worse" She said simply. Her undertone(deep) was begining to restore back to its usual, low-yet rough- alto voice. Omen was so very tempted to take a drink from her glass, but bit her tongue to keep the urge away.