"I know what I did, I don't need you to tell me," he growled through gritted teeth, repairing the shattered blood vessels below the surface before they bruised. He nearly felt bad, until he dredged up the memory of being pinned down and reprimanded, the memory of being insulted.
"I fixed it didn't I? He didn't discorporate," He said, assuming that's what 'almost did' meant and feeling some slight relief. "Besides, you weren't there, you have no idea what went on, so mind your business and stay out of it. You don't know what went on so you have no right to speak to me about it.
I don't need you wagging your finger - or your fist - at me, telling me I've been a bad boy. Leave, before Michael get's back," he snapped.
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Date: 2006-02-18 09:56 pm (UTC)"I fixed it didn't I? He didn't discorporate," He said, assuming that's what 'almost did' meant and feeling some slight relief. "Besides, you weren't there, you have no idea what went on, so mind your business and stay out of it. You don't know what went on so you have no right to speak to me about it.
I don't need you wagging your finger - or your fist - at me, telling me I've been a bad boy. Leave, before Michael get's back," he snapped.