04-24-2018, 03:38 PM
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"You're a fucking lunatic," Bastille commented dryly as he materialized beside Suite, giving Rad one of his typical judging looks. (Rad seemed to get a lot of those.) He eyed the course for a few moments before snorting, offering a slight smirk of amusement. Sour as his mood seem to have gotten in the past couple of days, even in the worst of moods he could admit that this was pretty fucking hilarious, from the sidelines. "You really think anyone is going to give in? Maybe Imm, but everyone else might just be too sane." Or dull.
"You're a fucking lunatic," Bastille commented dryly as he materialized beside Suite, giving Rad one of his typical judging looks. (Rad seemed to get a lot of those.) He eyed the course for a few moments before snorting, offering a slight smirk of amusement. Sour as his mood seem to have gotten in the past couple of days, even in the worst of moods he could admit that this was pretty fucking hilarious, from the sidelines. "You really think anyone is going to give in? Maybe Imm, but everyone else might just be too sane." Or dull.
Honey, you're familiar, like my mirror years ago, Idealism sits in prison, chivalry fell on his sword, Innocence died screaming; honey, ask me, I should know, I slithered here from Eden just to sit outside your door. [b][sup]▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃[/sup][/b]