it's not your fault that you're always wrong
"Point still stands," Jack says with a shrug of his shoulders; whatever kind of man he was, or had been, Remi had still made a point of seeking him out when it was in Torchline's best interests. Wash the blood off his hands and one might also consider him an asset to the region, right?
Not something he can really discuss, alas, because quicker than Jack can take a breath - quicker than his magic can react, too - Remi has him pressed against the back wall. Honestly, if the captain thinks about it enough, he reasons that this is probably always where he'd have ended up, and his strangled laugh is a mix of smoke and blood from where he's bitten the inside of his cheek.
"You know so much about me. I'm flattered." He chokes, tensing as he's shoved into the wall with enough force to make his bones creak. Taking a few seconds to catch his breath, he gently takes the cigarette from his mouth and drops it, crushing it underfoot.
"How much would it fuck you off if I said I agreed, and that I did think it through, and I decided to do it anyway?" He asks. "I don't doubt you love your kid, Remi, but at some point you gotta accept her business ain't any of yours. I don't owe you a justification. Besides, way I see it, right now, I ain't the one the Queen of Torchline's gonna be gunnin' for if this goes south between us." That honour is all yours, pops.
Not something he can really discuss, alas, because quicker than Jack can take a breath - quicker than his magic can react, too - Remi has him pressed against the back wall. Honestly, if the captain thinks about it enough, he reasons that this is probably always where he'd have ended up, and his strangled laugh is a mix of smoke and blood from where he's bitten the inside of his cheek.
"You know so much about me. I'm flattered." He chokes, tensing as he's shoved into the wall with enough force to make his bones creak. Taking a few seconds to catch his breath, he gently takes the cigarette from his mouth and drops it, crushing it underfoot.
"How much would it fuck you off if I said I agreed, and that I did think it through, and I decided to do it anyway?" He asks. "I don't doubt you love your kid, Remi, but at some point you gotta accept her business ain't any of yours. I don't owe you a justification. Besides, way I see it, right now, I ain't the one the Queen of Torchline's gonna be gunnin' for if this goes south between us." That honour is all yours, pops.
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
- Click for The Ark!
