onthepointofablade-deactivated2 asked: Jus' calm down, alrigh'? Or jus' find some idiot at a bar t' kill. Ah don' care, but Mickey was bein' stupid, he wasn' t'inkin'.

Silence your prattling. 

onthepointofablade-deactivated2 asked: Ah mean it, Johnny-boy, no' a 'and on him. Jus' leave yer house an' ah'll fix t'is-Ye 'urt 'im, an' yer dead. S' not'in' personal, we're mates n' all, but ah can'ot 'ave ye torturin' 'im, he'd break.

A cheap, worthless and weak thing I should never have indulged myself with. 

onthepointofablade-deactivated2 asked: Whatev'r Mickey did, don' ye dare lay a 'and on him, alrigh'? Tha fuck'n idiot didn' listen t'me-Ah can fix whatev'r it was.

onthepointofablade:

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onthepointofablade:

..Jus’..no one talk t’me. Alrigh’?

Well ‘ello luv. 

No-No. Ye heard me when ah said no’ t’ talk t’ me, righ’?

An’ miss this, sweet’eart? Not fer the world. 

…Jus’ go find someone else t’bot’er, yer no’ goin’ t’ get any amusement out o’ me Johnny-boy.

[chuckles] I think ‘ll ‘ave a great deal. Ya know, ‘m ‘alf tempted ta make ya a guest a me ‘ospitality again. Ya’d be right interestin’ like this. 

-snorts- Ah don’ t’ink so, Johnny-boy -chuckles wearily- Wouldn’ change much -straightens up- An’ who says ah’d go wi’t ye, ye remember tarin’ m’ heart out at one point, righ’? -chuckles-

Ya think that’s practically courtin’ behavior. 

C’me along an’ ‘ave a drink then. 

(via onthepointofablade-deactivated2)