Board Thread:General Discussion/@comment-27560171-20170118024939/@comment-32788838-20170131235957

"Yeah, buried six feet under, you could say. ... Either of you guys got any idea what you've done to attract that woman's employer's ire? An old rivalry or bad blood, perhaps? Because, while she was a relentless killer who took great satisfaction and pleasure out of her work, she needed some guidance in order to be here." Depeche responds as he finishes healing Duran Duran's stomach wound, standing upright to mount her once again while he looks blindly on ahead towards the oddly-warped and stretched horizon that his eyes were unable to see.