-takes a slow drag, sneering; Then you are foolish. A bullet to the forehead would not kill a god… would hardly kill a bull elephant. You do me wrong by assuming me weak.
Uh huh. -Lights up one of her own cigarettes, frowning- When you’ve killed as many men as I have, kiddo, you tend to get used to them staying dead.
-cracks his neck, chuckling as he takes another drag; Oh my… such a woman to speak of death so lightly. And a smoker? очаровательны…
(Source: proklyatyy-blog)
-doesn’t answer, but proceeds to dust off the remainder of his glass;
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