NATE
i got a number on me, i got a number
won't make it through the high noon sun
won't make it through the high noon sun
For a single shining moment, Nate's eyes light up completely, visions of electricity surging through a fragile body flashing in front of his eyes, a parade of crude imagined caricatures suffering in glorified violence. "We have to try that." If there's a note of wicked glee in his voice, well... he supposes she can try judging him, not that it would do her any good.
There is not a single doubt in his mind that Wessex will be able to help with what he has planned. "I feel like it's a little bit crowded around here." A hand swirls between them before it raises up, around. "I feel like maybe... maybe we could take advantage of Longnight and do some ah, remodelling?" Nate cocks his head, the grin angled towards Wessex positively feral, his tone cut clipped and sharp by it's edges.
There is not a single doubt in his mind that Wessex will be able to help with what he has planned. "I feel like it's a little bit crowded around here." A hand swirls between them before it raises up, around. "I feel like maybe... maybe we could take advantage of Longnight and do some ah, remodelling?" Nate cocks his head, the grin angled towards Wessex positively feral, his tone cut clipped and sharp by it's edges.
i was a hero early in the morning
i ain't no hero in the night
i ain't no hero in the night
