wingedSerpent ow, my teeth.

they are starting to look t me funny in the staff meetings whenever i come in looking bruised and cat-dragged

they'd call a fucking shrink on me if they knew how and why

i'm a slave_of_sensation and pain is the one surety i have left

although when i bait someone into decking me, i prefer that they be straight up and look me in the eye when they hit me... i should have broken the fingers of last night's mark for the sucker-punch, but the bouncer was quick and Booth, who has no standing to play the Voice of Reason is afraid i'm gonna get us shot playing this game.

Not like i'm twisting his arm to play get-away driver even if he does owe me a few here-and-there favors.
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