[u]Balthazar's hammer flies into his hand in mere seconds, his temper almost getting the better of him.[/u] B:"[i][u][b]NO YOU BLOODY IDIOT! I'M ONLY HERE BECAUSE I WAS ESCORTING THIS DRUG FUELED GUN WORSHIPPING NUTCASE, AND I COME TO FIND YOU AND YOUR -blam!-IN BESTIE FIGHTIN OVER SOME BITCH WHO GIVES THIS -blam!-IN IDIOT TO SHOOT ME IN THE -blam!-IN FOOT! THEN I FALL INTO YOU AND YOU GET MAD AT ME! I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHO THIS OTHER -blam!-IN DRUG ADDICT IS, BUT SHE SURE AS HELL ISN'T WORTH SETTING ME OFF TO THE POINT WHERE I'M READY TO KILL A FRIEND OUT OF ANGER![/b][/u][/i]" [u]Balthazar seethes with anger as The Preacher hides slightly behind Smough's massive figure. He leans over to Smough and whispers in his ear.[/u] PT:"[i]I'm all for her staying. She's one of my fellow worshippers, so I can't let her get kicked out, can I?[/i]"