Hurt my muse - ϡ: Gash with a knife
Fucking pirates. Jason lets his guard down
for one fucking moment, and he gets a knife to the
arm. It’s shoved real good in there. It’ll definitely
leave a mark, that’s for sure. Now, Jason is facing
the little blonde prick that slashed him, lips curled
into a frenzied snarl, eyes narrowed to slits.
Piece of shit.

‘ You fucking bitch, you stab a
guy when he’s reloading — that’s
a pussy move. Is this how Vaas
trains you guys? What a fucking
joke. ’
“Chill out, criminal mastermind, I’ve got this. I just need to text one of my people and it’ll be fine.”

‘ Honestly, I just read that shit on
the internet. Never know when you
need to be able to hide a body from
the cops. ’
Corey shouldered the fireaxe in his hand.
“Oh well. Can’t undo what is done, I suppose.”

‘ Fair enough. Let’s just, uh…
hide the body. I heard pigs eat everything;
bones and all that. Let’s just find a pig sty.’
“I’m a violent coke addict. I really don’t know what you were expecting me to do.”
“There isn’t that much blood.”

‘ Isn’t that much blood? We’re clearly
not seeing the same thing, here; because that
qualifies as a shit-ton of blood in my book. Fuck.’