05-18-2018, 07:57 PM
Bastille had to admit -- Luna was pretty fucking savage, assigning this of all things to Roy. He assumed that they would make Maes clean up his damned mess, and he almost felt just the slightest bit bad that Roy had to clean up the evidence of his best friend-boyfriend-thing trying to get himself killed (again). Almost. He was still a little disgruntled with Roy for keeping such a harmless secret for so long, but he had to admit that this whole Maes thing was pretty fucking shitty. Bastille would probably have lost his shit, in Roy's position.
"Well, what were you thinking when you got yourself killed?" he drawled idly, arching a brow as he stood in the doorway and watched Roy scrub and mutter to himself. A bit hypocritical, calling someone else out for doing the exact same thing you'd done to land here, yeah? With a slight yawn, he added, "I'd imagine he was thinking the same thing you were, ya know?" Helpful? Probably not. Down right antagonistic? Nah.
"Well, what were you thinking when you got yourself killed?" he drawled idly, arching a brow as he stood in the doorway and watched Roy scrub and mutter to himself. A bit hypocritical, calling someone else out for doing the exact same thing you'd done to land here, yeah? With a slight yawn, he added, "I'd imagine he was thinking the same thing you were, ya know?" Helpful? Probably not. Down right antagonistic? Nah.
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