'Careful, I might just get you into trouble. Ruffian and all...or did we decide that I was still an upstanding gentleman? I can't remember.'
Her eyes come open right away and she stares fixedly, across the room to where the bathroom door is.
Her shoulders are slightly tense.
'Seems it ain't too often you can trust the word of the law, these days.'
(His body jerks as his feet come out from underneath him, whiplash throwing that blonde hair in his face as he groans. Lead meets bone and tendon and marrow, a sickening crack audible even beyond the echoing blast.)
'You know, I can't even tell you how many men I've killed.'
Her free hand reaches around her slight frame and brushes his hand, stilling his moving fingertips.
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'Careful, I might just get you into trouble. Ruffian and all...or did we decide that I was still an upstanding gentleman?
I can't remember.'
Her eyes come open right away and she stares fixedly, across the room to where the bathroom door is.
Her shoulders are slightly tense.
'Seems it ain't too often you can trust the word of the law, these days.'
(His body jerks as his feet come out from underneath him, whiplash throwing that blonde hair in his face as he groans. Lead meets bone and tendon and marrow, a sickening crack audible even beyond the echoing blast.)
'You know, I can't even tell you how many men I've killed.'
Her free hand reaches around her slight frame and brushes his hand, stilling his moving fingertips.
"Dreamed about you, too."