it does not bother me to say this isn't love
"You took your own clothes off last time." You point out dryly. "Is he always like this?" You ask of Sugar, before reaching out to swat his hand away from the end of the spear. "But from what I remember, both of our hands wouldn't fit." The truth or lackthereof of your statement hardly matters. If this blue-eyed meat-slab of a man thinks you'll come undone with a few poorly made penis jokes, he's got another thing coming.
You love anatomy, remember? Just not in the way he thinks.
"Alright tough guy." You snark, reaching into your bag and grabbing what...just looks like a saw. And honestly, that's basically what it is; disinfecting the blade doesn't make it any less of what it is. "This isn't going to be the most pleasant thing you've felt today." You warn with a saccharine smile. Placing one hand over where the shaft comes out of Ronin's shoulder, you reach around behind him to begin sawing off the wood just before the speartip that's embedded in the wall. You're leaning into Ronin as much as you can to keep his body from moving, but you can't keep him as still as you'd like.
You love anatomy, remember? Just not in the way he thinks.
"Alright tough guy." You snark, reaching into your bag and grabbing what...just looks like a saw. And honestly, that's basically what it is; disinfecting the blade doesn't make it any less of what it is. "This isn't going to be the most pleasant thing you've felt today." You warn with a saccharine smile. Placing one hand over where the shaft comes out of Ronin's shoulder, you reach around behind him to begin sawing off the wood just before the speartip that's embedded in the wall. You're leaning into Ronin as much as you can to keep his body from moving, but you can't keep him as still as you'd like.
October
