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tampered2007-02-08 09:28 pm
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Log; Complete
When; Thursday Night
Rating; R to NC-17, for excessive violence, extreme gore, and character death.
Characters; Henry Townshend,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
wisdom_rcvr and Walter Sullivan, holy_assumption
Summary; Henry decides it's time for things to stop.
Log;
He couldn't hold off any longer. He kissed Alessa and told her he was going to get some groceries. He wasn't sure if she believed him or not.
Henry walked up the stairs in building 11, carrying a pistol and his sword. They probably wouldn't be enough, but he didn't have problems finding weapons anymore. He wasn't worried about that.
He wasn't worried about anything now, to be honest. He wasn't going to live in fear of that goddamned man with the coat any longer. Henry was the one with the power now, after all. Why should he cower? Why should he leave his family open to be hurt by that horrible, childish thing?
When he reached the door, he didn't open it. It was sealed, but he could've gotten in if he wanted, and he knew it. Instead, he knocked on the door. Three slow knocks.
Rating; R to NC-17, for excessive violence, extreme gore, and character death.
Characters; Henry Townshend,
wisdom_rcvr and Walter Sullivan, holy_assumptionSummary; Henry decides it's time for things to stop.
Log;
He couldn't hold off any longer. He kissed Alessa and told her he was going to get some groceries. He wasn't sure if she believed him or not.
Henry walked up the stairs in building 11, carrying a pistol and his sword. They probably wouldn't be enough, but he didn't have problems finding weapons anymore. He wasn't worried about that.
He wasn't worried about anything now, to be honest. He wasn't going to live in fear of that goddamned man with the coat any longer. Henry was the one with the power now, after all. Why should he cower? Why should he leave his family open to be hurt by that horrible, childish thing?
When he reached the door, he didn't open it. It was sealed, but he could've gotten in if he wanted, and he knew it. Instead, he knocked on the door. Three slow knocks.