Okay, so maybe Hell was too strong of a comparison but there were still a few hundred hurtles between when he knew he could do and what their messed up society would actually let him do. "Up to me. That's hilarious." Seifer commented in a droll tone with a shake of his head and a big shit eating grin across his face that he wore as armor against the world when it decided to get shitty out suddenly. "If it was up to me, Kate, none of us would be living like we are. I sure as hell wouldn't have lost my home and you wouldn't be busting your ass 24/7 to catch scum," He went on to elaborate as they walked, "But according to the dickheads in charge, it's not up to me any more and I can't even take a fucking leak without it being somebody else business now."
"Yeah, I'm not so big on the listening to orders thing," The blond man added with a shrug, "You might have noticed that once or twice. And Junior is not 'my guy' so why the fuck would I want to earn him some extra funds? Fuck that and fuck him."
Seifer growled a little in annoyance as he continued on in an attempt to at least vent a little of his anger off before it actually got bad. Again. "He's already gotten rid of everything I ever owned expect what I got on me right now. I know because I've had a chance to check and there's nothing left. I don't exist any where any more except in my own head and with you guys. Plus I've got a nasty temper and I hear that police brutality isn't encouraged...sooo..."