Hank knew she ought to be more stunned by her harsh words, but in the way of dreams she was strangely calm. Advancing on the pair, she snorted and rolled her eyes, some of her fear bleeding away...seeing Baileigh, up and walking and alive...
"Nope. Just her." she grunted, looking down as she started kicking Dana as hard as she could, punctuating each blow with an epithet.
"That's for keeping me awake for a week, that's for making me crazy enough to look at stupid shit obsessively online, and THIS," she added, kicking Dana in the face, "is for fucking with my family you rank CUNT!! I will fucking kill you, do you hear me?!?! I don't care how dead you are, I'll fucking kill you!!!..."
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Date: 2008-08-26 03:23 am (UTC)"Nope. Just her." she grunted, looking down as she started kicking Dana as hard as she could, punctuating each blow with an epithet.
"That's for keeping me awake for a week, that's for making me crazy enough to look at stupid shit obsessively online, and THIS," she added, kicking Dana in the face, "is for fucking with my family you rank CUNT!! I will fucking kill you, do you hear me?!?! I don't care how dead you are, I'll fucking kill you!!!..."