Said to follow any dream
Be a puppet on a string
Be a puppet on a string
Amun fell silent as Wessex recounted what had apparently turned into quite a saga. Frowning, he didn't comment on anything going on until the very end. "I don't blame you. The Order struck first and we were entirely within our rights to retaliate." His nostrils flared.
Cocking his head to one side, he grimaced. "As for Nate...I'm sorry for his loss. Once things cool down, I can help you retrieve the body if they refuse to part with it." Bowing his head, he fell quiet for a moment before taking a deep breath. "Next time, we'll be ready for him. And Safrin. We can at least make sure there's no fire to contend with."
Snorting, he flexed his hands. "The usual. Try not to let you kill me." With that, he activated his metal manipulation upgrade; the gauntlets on his arms morphed into a chain that he swung at her to try and tangle her up and prevent her from hitting him right away.
Cocking his head to one side, he grimaced. "As for Nate...I'm sorry for his loss. Once things cool down, I can help you retrieve the body if they refuse to part with it." Bowing his head, he fell quiet for a moment before taking a deep breath. "Next time, we'll be ready for him. And Safrin. We can at least make sure there's no fire to contend with."
Snorting, he flexed his hands. "The usual. Try not to let you kill me." With that, he activated his metal manipulation upgrade; the gauntlets on his arms morphed into a chain that he swung at her to try and tangle her up and prevent her from hitting him right away.
Works for you but that isn't me
Amun
