don't you know we're outlaws
givin' the finger to death itself
Raza’ll take the opportunity to gloat now and then. “Aye,” she says, keepin’ that grin on her face. “I been chasin’ Chaz fer weeks now, slippery fucker always fuckin’ shifts and flies away cause he don’t wanna pay fer services. Finally caught ‘im in front’a others and went t’town on his ass. Threatened to cut ‘im off ‘a Halovian goods an’ the Halenani… he paid.”
And that’s why y’don’t fuck with Jack or Raza or any ‘a the old guard smugglers. They’ll cut yer habits and livelihood off at the knees an’ barely break a sweat. She waves at Fangorn and shakes off some of the adrenaline of the win. “Other ‘n that, y’know. Keepin’ Torchline’s anxiety wrapped up in my cups. Turns out the threat a’ war is good for business.” Will actual war be? Who knows.
“You?” she turns her rum-hued gaze on the younger redhead, curious what the young adventurer’s also been up to since their last foray on the flying Ark.
And that’s why y’don’t fuck with Jack or Raza or any ‘a the old guard smugglers. They’ll cut yer habits and livelihood off at the knees an’ barely break a sweat. She waves at Fangorn and shakes off some of the adrenaline of the win. “Other ‘n that, y’know. Keepin’ Torchline’s anxiety wrapped up in my cups. Turns out the threat a’ war is good for business.” Will actual war be? Who knows.
“You?” she turns her rum-hued gaze on the younger redhead, curious what the young adventurer’s also been up to since their last foray on the flying Ark.
we got no one to hide from
no one to toast our health
RAZA
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