the dark of the night

show me how it ends, it's alright

She doesn't have to tell him twice; Neron's arms are already coming up to prevent as much damage to his face and head as possible as Wessex goes to work. "That's nice to know," he remarks, remaining eerily quiet as he's tossed around like a ragdoll. Honestly, it's only being Ascended to thank for it, given that the pain rings through him in the form of system notifications rather than anything physical. A damn shame, if you ask him.

"Alright, that's enough--" he murmurs as he bounces off a wall for the last time, crumpling to the hard packed ground. "Any more and I'll be in the red, and I don't want to have to visit the Voice and ruin all your hard work." Gazing up at her, he manages a small smile. "Remind me not to piss you off."

Neron