Post by Wolf on Feb 19, 2013 8:40:34 GMT -8
Drunken night of reelection.
Jackie sat with a half empty bottle of J.D. thinking over what little of his life he remembers and how much has changed. “A ward, a chantry, a monk, a ward, Angels, Demons, Abominations, Lord of nightmares and, a ward!”
Remembering events of the night past. “Did he ask me why I pulled a gun on him? I thought he knew by now to be worried if I didn’t pull a gun on someone… fuck it, crazy ass Indian.”
Who is Elijah Jackson? What did he do? Why is he wanted? How did I lose my memory? Why Asians?
“Fuck me” *Takes another long pull from the bottle as the pain from the stitches climaxes* Fuck I love my little girl but we’re going to have a talk about this hot needle shit.
The last thing he hears before the drink takes him is the faint sound of Jackie Snakes chanting in the room below him…
Jackie sat with a half empty bottle of J.D. thinking over what little of his life he remembers and how much has changed. “A ward, a chantry, a monk, a ward, Angels, Demons, Abominations, Lord of nightmares and, a ward!”
Remembering events of the night past. “Did he ask me why I pulled a gun on him? I thought he knew by now to be worried if I didn’t pull a gun on someone… fuck it, crazy ass Indian.”
Who is Elijah Jackson? What did he do? Why is he wanted? How did I lose my memory? Why Asians?
“Fuck me” *Takes another long pull from the bottle as the pain from the stitches climaxes* Fuck I love my little girl but we’re going to have a talk about this hot needle shit.
The last thing he hears before the drink takes him is the faint sound of Jackie Snakes chanting in the room below him…