Wrath 2.2.12

Wrath

[I'd placed the 5 wallets and a couple pagers into my pockets to drop with Vishous on my return to D's place.. our place now. Lessers tonight were amateurs, barely fresh from the Omega before one strike and they were popped back to Daddy O. Some fucker was churning them out factory style. A conveyor belt of unfortunate fuckers lead into battle blind-sided not knowing what was waiting to end their miserable existence: The Brotherhood.

I dematerialized back to the playboy mansion, better known as the house Darius built, bracing myself for the happy greeting plastered over Fritz. The male was too damn happy to serve our every whim. Yet he did make some damn fine lamb.

I made way to drop off with V, my headache dogging my every step, I rubbed the bridge of my nose wanting out of all the lights blazing bright in every room. I'd leave the face to face with my brothers until I'd had some shut eye. We were all under one roof. Mostly, fuckers still dragging their asses, yet still set apart.

Down in my basement, fresh towels & clothes sat atop of the bed, I rubbed at my jaw kicking off the heavy boots, Maybe having a doggen around wasn't too bad after all. The throbbing in my temples a nagging bitch demanding I get horizontal in the passed out position. I peeled from my leathers, tossed the wraparound shades down and got the room dark before plummeting face first to the soft bed, freshly made bed. Felt good. Fuck yeah, could get used to a doggen's ways after all..] #BDBB