Date: 2010-03-10 12:57 am (UTC)
Jesus Christ.

[He's right. God. Talk about played for and fucking won!

[Ken closes his eyes, slumping back against the nearest flat surface, which in this case happens to be the wall. His eyes are closed, his jaw set. If he's trying to calm himself down, he could be standing to do a better job of it.]


You... didn't hear some of the shit they said, Sena. This one bastard as good as said he'd kill him.
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