charlie west, also known as 'cactus the angry elf' (littledeadly) wrote in immune_ic,
Really? Was he really insulting her, after she'd socked him in the jaw? Most people she'd encountered usually shut the fuck up after a punch, or they swung back. This guy seemed to be doing neither of those things. In fact, it was like he was itching for her to take another swing, and that was a whole new level of stupid that she wasn't quite sure how to handle. "You're a fucking idiot," Charlie laughed incredulously, her hand curling into a fist again. It was certainly tempting to take another swing, but the longer she stayed, the higher the risk of a massive horde showing up. Nothing she couldn't handle, but she really was not in the mood for having to get medical treatment for yet another bite.
"I don't give a shit what your name is, or if you're sorry, or whatever the fuck," she snarled, turning on her heel and headed over to the hard liquor. There was plenty, but it didn't really assuage her irritation at some idiot leprechaun coming in and taking from a store that she'd found and scoped out. Not only that, she had the sneaking suspicion he was only in this area because she'd mentioned on the intranet that she was headed over to Harlem, and that pissed her off more than losing booze.
There was another shuffling sound, and immediately, Charlie had her weapon drawn, eyes squinting to find the source; but Larry or Liam or whatever the hell the skinny little puke called himself was still talking "Shut the fuck up and listen," she hissed. "And please tell me you had the sense to check the fucking corners and cleared this place out before you just went and started grabbing bottles." If he hadn't, well... the alternative was unpleasant at best, especially with more undead inevitably on their way after hearing that window break.