[ You're dead. Those words make him tense up, inhaling sharply. Of course he's dead, but he doesn't feel dead right now and the last damn thing he wants to think about is how fucking dead he is. ]
Christ. You two'd starve to death trying to pussy out of this if you were here alone.
[ Billy shrugs, hands in his pockets, almost relaxed. Until a split second later when he's winding up a swift punch aimed square at Eddie's face. Billy's a berserker, unpredictable, one second he's calm and the next he's laying into you. The punch is nothing that'd knock him out, just enough to hopefully make him bite his tongue or get a nosebleed.
Pain's not so bad, he thinks, if it's in the heat of the moment and you just get it over with. It's the anticipation that's killer. He's doing Munson a favor by getting it out of the way, if anything, because if a fight breaks out between the three of them he's the clear loser. ]
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Christ. You two'd starve to death trying to pussy out of this if you were here alone.
[ Billy shrugs, hands in his pockets, almost relaxed. Until a split second later when he's winding up a swift punch aimed square at Eddie's face. Billy's a berserker, unpredictable, one second he's calm and the next he's laying into you. The punch is nothing that'd knock him out, just enough to hopefully make him bite his tongue or get a nosebleed.
Pain's not so bad, he thinks, if it's in the heat of the moment and you just get it over with. It's the anticipation that's killer. He's doing Munson a favor by getting it out of the way, if anything, because if a fight breaks out between the three of them he's the clear loser. ]