<span style="color: green">"i could explain why it isnt that simple and argue all day but i wont, i dont want to even think about that mess."</span>he smiled a little and added it to the list.<span style="color: green">"thats fine, anything our children need they shall have."</span><br/><br/>Ibara grunted and shook her head.<span style="color: darkorange">"well piss off, i dont want to spend time with you. oh? i seem to recall you fucking her brains out rather distinctly... the hell i did, the hell i did!"</span>she resumed struggling violently and Morah shook her head.<span style="color: darkorange"> "when i got shot now unhand me! well guess what, suffering alone is all i have left in this hell we call a world!"</span><span style="color: sandybrown">"hey, he fixed my problem, im not faulting him... what i dont understand is why Ibara sounded so normal for the first half hour after she got back from his grand meeting and then reverted back to this. Ras she is so busy sating all her pent up desire she probably wouldnt even know your there let alone hear some half-baked threat like that. but i have work to do that doesnt involve watching you make her worse."</span>she turned and left him with the overly violent halfbreed a moment later.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>