07
Jan
17

Plan

Clash of wills

It was how things worked, a soldier’s life  ..  the pay was lousy, the food was worse.  Plunder.  Grab what you could.  Fuck ’em and dump ’em.  A good bit of meat  ..  haul it home and sell it off for a good price.
This muscled brute, they’d work every ounce of fat off him.  Then back home, they’d whore themselves stupid on the price of his hide.
And the prick came asking for it!

 

 

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