a bone to pick

the Voice She watches him all but deflate in on himself, much like the wilting erections he missed so badly. But when he speaks, it is no longer with the fiery demands of the ignorant, and the Voice listens quietly until he's finished. "Those who do not understand us are much more outspoken in their views these days," she agrees. "You may not be a soldier, but you weren't without purpose." Tilting her head, she looks him up and down. "You still have talents that can be utilised to help not only yourself, but your Ascended siblings." A glorified thief with a silver tongue Adam might have been, but the Voice has worked with worse. (I was going to make a joke about Sam, but he's doing pretty good these days). "You dislike killing. Is that right?" 01110111 01101000 01100001 01110100 00100000 01110111 01101001 01101100 01101100 00100000 01100010 01100101 00101100 00100000 01110111 01101001 01101100 01101100 00100000 01100010 01100101 00101110