"I have to make it quick? Damnit Henry that's no fun." Billy says, looking around for something to properly bludgeon Sir Richard to death with.
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Billy shrugs with a little half-grin on his face at Henry's comment.
"Disposable...interesting word choice." Billy says moving on to Sir Richard's index finger.
"You think this is going to be quick?" Billy says with a sadistic laugh. "Oh...I think not." he says grabbing Sir Richards arm and bending his thumb back to the breaking point. "You see, your going to do what Henry here wants you to do or this will go on for a long, long time. Like you said, I'm going to kill you one way or another, just how much pain do you want to go through before I finally let you die?"
"Last chance, guv" Billy says with a wicked grin on his face.
"I guess that depends on just how much you like being among the living, guv. You'll do as we have asked or I assure you, there will not be enough left of you for anyone to find."
"I can try." Billy says moving over to Sir Richard and begins relatively lightly smacking the man in the face. "Time to wake up, old man..."
"Do what you gotta do." Billy says.
"Oh look, he's another poor, sorry son of b*!%@ like us." Billy says to his companions. Turning his attention to the new-comer, he asks, "So when did the f*&^ers grab you?"
Sensing that the group was going to be here a bit longer than anticipated, based on the change of events, Billy unceremoniously drops Sir Richard to the floor. "This just keeps getting stranger and stranger..." he says to no one in particular.
"Yeah, we can drag the bastard with us for now I suppose." Billy says, hefting the man on to his shoulders. "By the way I go dibs on the next bit on him."
"Sounds like you've put yourself in between lots of things that can kill you. Maybe you should pay a bit more attention to the ones that are closest."
Billy draws back his fist, ready to continue pummeling Sir Richard at the blink of an eye.
Seeing Henry throw a punch, Billy takes that as his cue to continue pummeling Sir Richard.
Billy rushes in at Sir Richard, throwing a heavy punch as he arrives.
"My pleasure." Billy says with a wicked grin on his face before heading back up the stairs and blasting through the door again.
"Couldn't hurt." Billy responds. "It'd make me feel better as an added bonus." he adds with a wicked grin on his face.
"No questions for now. I'd love to beat that smug look off his face, but no questions."
"I could always just start breaking bones too." Billy less than helpfully chimes in.
Billy briefly considers responding, but remains silent. Shut your pie hole, Bill, let Henry handle this...he's obviously more used to trying to make deals than you are... the hot-tempered thug thinks to himself.
"I think that's pretty f^*(ing obvious and you don't need a damned sample for that."
Billy watches on with ill intent, waiting for Henry to give the word to start bludgeoning Sir Richard.
I either get the information or I get to kill you, right now either would do just fine."
"Already dead." Billy says with a shrug. "At the very least I'm pretty sure I'll be able rip your f^*(ing throat out before you're able to put me down." he says running his tongue over his newly acquired fangs.
"Well since we're already dead, we really don't have a whole f^%$ing lot to lose, now do we?" Looking around at the posh amenities of the home, Billy says, "But it sure as hell looks like you do. I'd put down that pistol if I were you, unless you want it some place real uncomfortable. What in the hell did you bastards do to us?"
"I've come for a few answers that you likely have. You'd do well to answer whatever I ask if you want to see another day." Billy says menacingly. "What's all this about the Order of the Green Dragon?"
With a crooked smile on his face, Billy turns back to the door and kicks...
Billy glances back at Miles before preparing to burst through the door.
Billy opens the door to the hallway as he slowly and carefully moves toward the stairs, keeping a wary eye out for any guards or the like.
Motioning for Henry to follow along, Billy slowly and carefully enters the kitchen. Looking around, he grabs the biggest, sharpest knife he can find before listening at the hallway door.
"I may have taken part in one or two throughout the years." Billy says with a crooked smile on his face. Heading up to the door, he begins his work.
"Let's see if we can find a back entrance...too many constables patrolling this area to try the front door." Billy says looking around before going through the gate and making his way to the back of the house.
"Ransom, eh? That'd be a new one even for me, but sure, why the hell not?" Looking to the others, including Eli and Jack, "How about we pay the old chap a visit sometime after midnight."
"I'm not so sure that's that much of a concern for us anymore Eli." Turning back to his fellow former captives, he says, "Could be worth a shot."
"Those poor bastards ended up in the place I was." Turning his attention to the others, Billy asks "Where exactly was you said you were before it all went black?"
"Long story short, some bastards cracked in the back of my bleedin' head and drug me out to the middle of f^%*ing nowhere. All that matters is that I'm back now, and I want a bit of payback. You boys hear about anything similar?"
"Hiya boys." Billy says to Eli and Jack as he approaches the table. "What's the good word?"
"Yeah, I think I can manage that. I'll stop by and see if Jack and Eli have heard anything, and if not I can get them to help out." Billy says, heading off for the last tavern he can remember being in prior to his abduction.
Billy is of a mind that this might be a "what goes around comes around" type scenario. Payback perhaps for the less than good, God fearing life he has led the last few years. No bother though, it is obviously too late to repent his ways...might as well continue on and make the best of it, as has been his way of living for a while now.
"Yeah, what Miles said. I went from an out of control rage to feeling sated after guzzling down a few pints of the old man's blood." "Gross as can be, but that's what it felt like..."
"Let me get this straight, Henry. You think that we are all dead and still somehow walking around? Billy asks increduously. Taking a few moments to think on the subject a bit more he says, "Alright. Why not? Makes about as much sense as anything else has lately."
"Got it." Billy says with a nod as he begins sorting through the ashes.
"Wish I could say that I wasn't serious, but I can't."
"I guess he doesn't." Billy says to Henry. "Miles, you see the thing is we both attacked him, bit him, and drank his blood. Hell you drank the poor old bastard dry."
"Kinda looks that way." Billy says, almost disappointed. "I suppose we should look around the place to see if they bastards left any clues as to where they went or what in the hell they did to us."
Wiping the farmer's blood from his face, Billy says, "Nah, I've done a lot of horrible things in my life, but that was first even for me. So yeah, let's go get those bastards."
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