Post by Vito The Don on May 27, 2009 18:00:28 GMT -5
Vito rouses from a drunken stupor and throws the closest bottle of liquor at michelle's head, followed quickly by a lit match. The head burns and the metal turns into a fine puddle of slag on the floor. "I apologize for that, it's a force of habit." He turns to DJ with an inquizitive look. "If I recall we killed axe and his merry band of PKer's a couple days ago, yes?"