don't you know we're outlaws
givin' the finger to death itself
I’m genuinely curious about what he’s workin’ on, coming over to his table and listening to the explanation of all the pieces parts. I lean forward on my elbows a bit to get a better look at one of the pieces closer to me and begin to marvel that he can do this kind of thing. “Is this what an ‘Alchemist’ does? Make things? Would it need magic?” I want to ask so many things, but this isn’t what I came here for. Obviously.
I push myself up and away from his invention, reminded of why I opened my side of the door in the first place.
“Well. We never really talked about what a “Liason” does. An’ with a bunch of non-Torchers comin’ in for LongNight - which I don’t mind - I thought I should have an idea ‘bout what I’m supposed t’be doin’.” A very reasonable request in a short history of reasonable requests from him. It’s weird that this one doesn’t require him to make amends for breakin’ shit the night before.
I push myself up and away from his invention, reminded of why I opened my side of the door in the first place.
“Well. We never really talked about what a “Liason” does. An’ with a bunch of non-Torchers comin’ in for LongNight - which I don’t mind - I thought I should have an idea ‘bout what I’m supposed t’be doin’.” A very reasonable request in a short history of reasonable requests from him. It’s weird that this one doesn’t require him to make amends for breakin’ shit the night before.
we got no one to hide from
no one to toast our health
RAZA
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