"Well we all have our crosses to bear," a rakish smile as he takes the knife. "No aliens back on my Earth but there does happen to be a raging proxy war between heaven and hell going on. More collateral damage than you'd imagine."
He drags the knife along the outside of his forearm, a shallow cut to draw just enough blood.
"Blood magic mate. Now mine may not be poison but it does get the job done," a wink as he lets the drops fall along the table.
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Date: 2019-04-14 01:57 am (UTC)He drags the knife along the outside of his forearm, a shallow cut to draw just enough blood.
"Blood magic mate. Now mine may not be poison but it does get the job done," a wink as he lets the drops fall along the table.