"Something like that," John muttered, glad that it was nighttime so the blush creeping up his face wouldn't show. "It's just--well, anybody in this world who's got any power's usually gonna wind up taking sides against somebody else who does, yeah? A lot of people get caught in the middle, and most times the big dogs just don't give a shit. Even the ones calling themselves the good guys. I see it happen a lot, and it hacks me right off, so when I get the chance I try to...throw a wrench in the works. Keep 'em off the little guy's back. Or just make their lives the same kind of hell they do for everybody else." He sighed. "Blows up in my face more often than not, but I can't help it. It's just what I do."
He smiled lopsidedly at her question. "Yeah, well, I'm glad he stopped me. I'm not sure what I was gonna do to him would've been fatal, but he wouldn't have liked it much." He bit his lip. "It might better wait, if that's okay, though. That's probably something to go into sitting down over a drink." Or two, or three...
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Date: 2007-12-09 08:34 pm (UTC)He smiled lopsidedly at her question. "Yeah, well, I'm glad he stopped me. I'm not sure what I was gonna do to him would've been fatal, but he wouldn't have liked it much." He bit his lip. "It might better wait, if that's okay, though. That's probably something to go into sitting down over a drink." Or two, or three...