hellosailor: (Unfatherly Concern)
hellosailor ([personal profile] hellosailor) wrote in [community profile] albinomilksnake 2013-09-10 04:11 am (UTC)

[He grins at the little jab, there's no fire in it at all. She's all smoke sometimes, enough to fool some people, he supposes.

Sully sighs at that, leans over the bar to cradle his chin on his hand, watches the dissatisfaction run across her face. People like them, they do these jobs for the thrill of it. There are smarter ways to make money, safer ways. So you'd think the action would be enough, doled out like it's Christmas, but-


I hear you. What's the point in knocking out a handful of guards and rappelling down the side of a temple if after it's all said and done you just end up back in this joint. [ He gestures around the shitty bar, explanation enough.] You don't really get to come down from it. Screws the after-glow. After a job well done I just want to buy a boat and enough gin to drown myself in. I don't want to go home.

[He hadn't had a home since he was 18, but he wasn't sure what the hell else you could call this place. It was a fixed point, they kept coming back. You couldn't burn the bridge behind you. It was claustrophobic. An entire future that felt like a goddamn cage.]

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