RONIN
kiss your perfect day goodbye
Oh dear, indeed.
He can smell the stink of the divine before Mr. Fabulous Overcoat even opens his mouth - it's something far beyond the hallowed, heavy scent of the cemetery, or the stench of fear and loathing from the priest. Straightening as much as his pinned hand and wing will allow, it's a face with high cheekbones, dark hair and even darker eyes that levels a glare at the approaching angel.
"Well, get on with it then," he snarls, unable to move thanks to the coffin nails, but he's sure his words are sharp enough to flay the skin from the priest if he tries hard enough. Less said about the angel the better, though. "Just make it quick if you don't mind. I've lived long enough that I'd prefer it if death didn't take its time."
He can smell the stink of the divine before Mr. Fabulous Overcoat even opens his mouth - it's something far beyond the hallowed, heavy scent of the cemetery, or the stench of fear and loathing from the priest. Straightening as much as his pinned hand and wing will allow, it's a face with high cheekbones, dark hair and even darker eyes that levels a glare at the approaching angel.
"Well, get on with it then," he snarls, unable to move thanks to the coffin nails, but he's sure his words are sharp enough to flay the skin from the priest if he tries hard enough. Less said about the angel the better, though. "Just make it quick if you don't mind. I've lived long enough that I'd prefer it if death didn't take its time."
because the world is on fire
