Dean moved forward, eyes watching Eliot for a moment as his jaw tightened in anger, shoving the knife into its chest. He was shaking slightly as he watched the flare up inside its body and behind its eyes before pulling the knife out, watching the body slump heavily. Then he lifted his eyes back up to the man. "I told you to get the fuck away from it." He looked down at his knife, wiping the blood on his jeans before looking at the safe.
"What were you here for anyways?" He walked over, looking inside and smirking as he pulled out a few bundled stacks of cash. He waved them in the air, tilting his head. "Please tell me you were here for more than cash, dude."
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Date: 2013-03-28 06:05 am (UTC)"What were you here for anyways?" He walked over, looking inside and smirking as he pulled out a few bundled stacks of cash. He waved them in the air, tilting his head. "Please tell me you were here for more than cash, dude."