Looking around in the Sun Room, he could see no sign of the bitch - and she was a bitch now, especially after zapping him like that. Hot, sure, but a bitch was a bitch and goddamit, that hadn't even been necessary. If she'd just left like they told her, he wouldn't have attacked her and she wouldn't have pissed them off and he'd probably be getting laid tonight instead of wondering what he was going to do about her. Last night it seemed so damn clear once they regained consciousness that they were going to make what they did to Harry and Logan look like a trip to Disneyland. But now that he was back to being human, Brock was annoyed to find he was actually having some minor second-thoughts. It wasn't that he felt guilty about what he did.
But neither was he so sure he was going to torture Elle and kill her slowly either. For one, she was pretty hot and it'd be a waste to just off her and two, he wasn't so sure he'd have the advantage now. She'd be on her guard and they weren't Venom any more. Revenge was one thing but so was self-preservation.
Annoyed, Brock flopped down on one of the couches in the Sun Room, propping his head up with one hand and watching the other patients for a bit before closing his eyes, resting but not quite dozing off.
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No Elle.
Looking around in the Sun Room, he could see no sign of the bitch - and she was a bitch now, especially after zapping him like that. Hot, sure, but a bitch was a bitch and goddamit, that hadn't even been necessary. If she'd just left like they told her, he wouldn't have attacked her and she wouldn't have pissed them off and he'd probably be getting laid tonight instead of wondering what he was going to do about her. Last night it seemed so damn clear once they regained consciousness that they were going to make what they did to Harry and Logan look like a trip to Disneyland. But now that he was back to being human, Brock was annoyed to find he was actually having some minor second-thoughts. It wasn't that he felt guilty about what he did.
But neither was he so sure he was going to torture Elle and kill her slowly either. For one, she was pretty hot and it'd be a waste to just off her and two, he wasn't so sure he'd have the advantage now. She'd be on her guard and they weren't Venom any more. Revenge was one thing but so was self-preservation.
Annoyed, Brock flopped down on one of the couches in the Sun Room, propping his head up with one hand and watching the other patients for a bit before closing his eyes, resting but not quite dozing off.