[As empty as her threats might be, Rip would still make them just to remind the woman exactly what Rip could do given the chance. It would give her great pleasure to tear the blonde's throat out and to watch her slowly choke to death on her own disgusting blood.

But.. Rip growled faintly. She did not like the idea of being subjected to some form of experiment as punishment for killing someone. Her nightmares were bad enough without more being added to them.]

Az if anyzhing can top zhe relentless nightmares your monster gave me. It haz been nearly two years und I still cannot get a full day's rest vithout suffering.

[Her knuckles were practically white as she gripped her weapon and had to force herself to keep from giving into the urge of just swinging... it would be so easy! Just let loose and knock the bitch off her feet, maybe make her bleed a little just... see something familiar in this strange place.]

Und vat's vorse? Now I do not haf my shop.. or zhe voods to hunt in. Zo tell me Integra, how iz zhis not hell already.