@murphysgirl
"From the store?"
"From the store?"
"Yeah." He stated
She looked at D2H and Tom. "Do either of you know how to drive? I'm not very good…"
D2H shrugged.
"Kinda?"
Tom's eyes sparkled dangerously. "I'm very good."
"Okay, well, Vozzie, where's the keys? And I need some money. Anything else you want me to get?"
"… Some wine. And Vodka." He asked, putting the knowledge of the Russian Language into her head.
He handed her about 200 whatever currency Russia has. Euros, I think? Idk.
"Thanks." Nyx stuffed the money into her pocket. "Keys?"
He tossed them to her.
Little did she know, that she would encounter Jefferson K. Mikealhaus again or whatever his bitchass name was.
(You can be him this time around)
Nyx and Tom started heading for the door.
"D2H, you wanna come?" Nyx asked.
(I'm no good at him doe…)
They began to shake their head, but Vozzie glared at them.
"Okay, I'll come.." They said, going to the store.
(True… you're too nice to be salty.)
The three of them piled into the car and drove to the store.
"OK, I think I'll get the steaks. Tom, you can get some wine. And D2H, you can get some vodka. And Guinness, if you can find it."
"Okay then, Master's Bride!" D2H said, going to grab both.
A certain fuckass walked up to Nyx.
(I'll control his actions before he starts talking, and you do the rest!)
Nyx sighed and got a frozen steak. "You again? I thought we left you in Ireland."
He smiled and straightened his tie. "You can never keep a good man down."
Nyx rolled up her eyes and her sleeves. "I can certainly try."
"You'd better not stab me again."
"Oh, you like it, hmm?" She flicked on the electromagnets at her belt, attached a bracelet to them, and stabbed him in the arm.
He screamed like a piglet.
"That's what I thought." She put her bracelet back on, retrieved another frozen steak, and went to find Tom, coming back a few minutes later. Tom sapped Jeff's strength and left him in the frozen foods aisle for some poor Russian worker to find and examine.
They returned to the house, and Nyx promptly plopped the steaks down on the counter. "Here you are."
(Jeff is a Priest)
D2H came back with Vodka and Guinness.
"Thanks!" Vozreal said, cutting the steaks into little cubes.
He continued prepping
"You'll never guess who we found," Nyx said dryly. "Or rather, who found me."
"Jeff? Сука Блять…" For reference, that means bitch fuck.
"Yup."
"We left him unconscious in the middle of the frozen-meats aisle," Tom said cheerfully, tearing open a packet of sour candy.
"Nice. 100 dollars says he's a priest." He betted
"A priest?" Nyx blinked curiously.
"You know, some important person in the Catholic Church," Tom said through a mouthful of WarHeads.
"Oh… I thought they were supposed to be good."
"He said you couldn't keep a good man down earlier." D2H told Nyx.
"And Priests are Exorcists at times. Demons don't like that kinda shit."
"Oh." She nodded. "Well, with our combined powers, he might as well just go transport himself to Tartarus. It would save us the trouble."
"Unfortunately, some already do. Pedophiles aren't allowed in Hell or Heaven. Not saying that ALL priests are pedos, some are actually nice guys, I had a couple of friends that were priests, but… You get what I mean!"
She sighed. "Let's just hope he doesn't show up again…"
"He probably won't. But if he is, D2H and Tom can take care of it." He said, laughing.
"Oh, and i was wondering…"
"Mm?"
"Would you wanna try out our stands against each other? See just how strong they are?"
"We can do that?" She glanced at Tom.
"Yes, yes we can. That is, if you want to."
"Maybe…" She bit her lip. "But I don't want Tom to get hurt…"
"Oh, I won't get hurt." Tom smiled. Their teeth were sharp. "I'll be just fine, darlin'."
"Stands are made for fighting."
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