Voice Test: Canon mates and spoilers version

[finefuckery]

[ There is suddenly a knife at your throat, and a broad, firm body at your back. Whatever's back there reeks of sweat and blood and booze. The knife presses against the skin of your neck. Not hard enough to draw blood, not yet. ]


Hullo there. No screaming, if you please.

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[yourbloodycoffinnail]

[there's something dark in his face - like the shadows are crawling in the wrong direction, afraid of the bright slash of his smile - as he grins, red eyes narrow little moons in their sockets, hands rising at his side.]

How about I crack open your neck like a beer bottle and drink the life right out of your veins instead, old cock?

[finefuckery]

I would very much like to see you try.

[ He attempts to keep out of his voice how much he would very much like him to succeed ]