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paradisalost2011-12-14 07:06 pm
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[Anyone with their journals open today ought to be able to hear what sounds like intense arguing. The voices fade in and out as Hank's journal slowly flutters open and close, dangling from his hand.
The first voice sounds desperate and angry, the second is that of a woman, and the third is unmistakeably Hank. Good listeners can hear that their voices are echoing, meaning they must be in a very cramped alley somewhere.]
--amn it, I s-said fork it over right the hell now!
I will just-- just put the knife away!
You too, freak!
[Hank can clearly be heard chuckling in amusement.]
You can't be serious. You take one look at me, and your first thought is to try and rob me?
Shut the hell up and give me w-whatever you got!
Look at you. You're trembling.
[There are slow footsteps now.]
I'll gut you both like a damn fish, I swear it! Back off! I SAID BACK O--!!
[Before the stranger can finish his sentence, there's a flash of heat, a horrified, pained scream, and a body hitting the ground.
For a few seconds, the only sound now is a distinct sizzling. Until the woman starts screaming her head off, that is. Her voice slowly disappears into the distance as she runs for her life.
Hank can't help but sound amused as he calls after her.]
And a Happy Holiday to you! Ha...
[ooc: Over the journal or in person. Anyone in town is free to discover Hank and his mess.]
The first voice sounds desperate and angry, the second is that of a woman, and the third is unmistakeably Hank. Good listeners can hear that their voices are echoing, meaning they must be in a very cramped alley somewhere.]
--amn it, I s-said fork it over right the hell now!
I will just-- just put the knife away!
You too, freak!
[Hank can clearly be heard chuckling in amusement.]
You can't be serious. You take one look at me, and your first thought is to try and rob me?
Shut the hell up and give me w-whatever you got!
Look at you. You're trembling.
[There are slow footsteps now.]
I'll gut you both like a damn fish, I swear it! Back off! I SAID BACK O--!!
[Before the stranger can finish his sentence, there's a flash of heat, a horrified, pained scream, and a body hitting the ground.
For a few seconds, the only sound now is a distinct sizzling. Until the woman starts screaming her head off, that is. Her voice slowly disappears into the distance as she runs for her life.
Hank can't help but sound amused as he calls after her.]
And a Happy Holiday to you! Ha...
[ooc: Over the journal or in person. Anyone in town is free to discover Hank and his mess.]