tag:dreamwidth.org,2014-05-20:2254060 ..Died to Live James 2014-06-09T14:45:32Z tag:dreamwidth.org,2014-05-20:2254060:790 2014-06-09T14:45:32Z 2014-06-09T14:45:32Z amused public 15 James was standing outside Wolfram and Hart, staring up at the building. It was dark when he'd arrived, his clothes covered in blood that wasn't his. He moved through the door quickly, watching as security glanced up at him.<br /><br />He licked his lips, finding a few drops of blood he'd missed.<br /><br />"I'm here to see Lilah." He grinned, his smile vicious as he spoke to the security guards. He hadn't killed so messily in a long time, and he enjoyed it. A few strands of bloody hair stuck to his neck.<br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=allrunred&ditemid=790" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> comments tag:dreamwidth.org,2014-05-20:2254060:723 2014-05-28T16:36:23Z 2014-05-28T16:39:37Z aggravated public 70 Days had passed since their first encounter, and here he was, waiting outside Lilah's place. He stood at her door and knocked. Not his normal way but he figured his presence should keep things interesting, to say the least.<br /><br />Knocking instead of breaking it down was polite for him, but knocking five seconds later, a little harder, because he has no patience? That was just James, through and through.<br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=allrunred&ditemid=723" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> comments