"Your right? For fuck's sake, get it through your thick head that you haven't got any fucking rights here!" John shouted. "This Manor doesn't belong to you! Neither does sodding Michael! You can't just wander around doing whatever the hell you feel like to people because you're having some kind of fucking mid-existence crisis!"
He laughed derisively at the threat. "Oh, that's a good one. You couldn't even bring yourself to finish off a demon. What are you gonna do, try to kill me too?" He threw another punch, no longer seriously trying to hit the angel or even really even listening to what he was saying, aiming more for Raphael's wrong-headed notions than his body. "Go on, do your worst. Smite the obnoxious human. Make the damn Horseman's week. I fucking dare you."
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Date: 2006-02-18 10:55 pm (UTC)He laughed derisively at the threat. "Oh, that's a good one. You couldn't even bring yourself to finish off a demon. What are you gonna do, try to kill me too?" He threw another punch, no longer seriously trying to hit the angel or even really even listening to what he was saying, aiming more for Raphael's wrong-headed notions than his body. "Go on, do your worst. Smite the obnoxious human. Make the damn Horseman's week. I fucking dare you."