Thread:Johnathon Strider/@comment-11055585-20161121012642/@comment-24852191-20161125201915


 * I sigh and I lean against a rail on the shore of the Hudson River. Alucard holsters the .454 deep within his coat. He looks at me.

Alucard: It is a good thing you don't want death or to have someone killed. To take someone's life is one of the hardest things to do.

Me: Apparently not for you.


 * Alucard becomes more irritated.

Alucard: I do it because I must. A second more and I would be licking your blood and brains of the floor of that bar right now. After killing everything in there of course.


 * I sigh again as I look down at my hands. The white gloves are stained red wiTh blood. Both mine and the other man's.