Date: 2012-07-06 07:58 am (UTC)
Poseidon laughed flicking the card back in the strangers face. "Really, that's what you're going with? Happy Father's day?" He snorted grabbing the clipboard hastily. His pen had nearly pressed into the paper when the man spoke again. He clicked the the pen point back with a smug look on his face.

"Who are you and what exactly am I signing," though he didn't ask a question this time. He was demanding an answer, because this was more than suspicious. He could feel his blood boil instantly, coursing through his veins all the hate he had inside. This man was drawing something out of him as if it were his very life force.
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