I thought that love was in the drugs
But the more I took, the more it took away
"Have any of you got guns? No? Then there's the difference." Adam shot back, starting to get tired of Amun's attitude at this point. He tried his best not to use his firearms when he could, partially because the mystery kept him safe but also because it often felt unfair, when everyone else was at magic spells and knives. Not that he didn't think the mages in the world could kick his ass (they absolutely could), but he wasn't sure if they'd get to do it before he unloaded a bullet into their foreheads.He took to painting the little brooch, his strokes messy and too thick, but it didn't have to be perfect - just from him, for Pet.
Amun said he had indeed had a student, but...not for pottery. Adam frowned and looked up from his work to ask the obvious question: "So what were you teaching them then?"
And I could never get enough
ADAM
