i_punish (i_punish) wrote in we_coexist, @ 2009-04-30 21:49:00 |
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Entry tags: | frank castle, liandra |
unexpected company TAG Liandra fallen angel
Everyone had ways to blow off steam. Frank was OK with that. He was not fine with people that dealt poison to those that could not escape it's grip.
The Razor was a charming piece of crap watering hole that featured loud music, low lights, underage drinkers and heroin being dealt in the men's room.
Those that couldn't pay would steal, or offer favors for the need that screamed inside them. Innocence was the first victim of war. Tonight innocence could have the tally helped along.
Frank shouldered his way through the crowd. It parted fairly readily for him. He did not blend well with the emaciated twinks, and emo scarecrows that frequented the bar. He began to approach the bathrooms. His hand drifted under his trenchcoat, flicking off the thumb break that held his pistol on place.