that's some big talk to the guy holding your arm joint. [he responded flatly, intense red gaze falling upon them. it was beginning to teeter on the line of fark getting frustrated and leaving 75 to flounder... perhaps it could be told by his tone. taking his glove off, he saw no screwdriver, ++
dealt with by /me/ , obviously ! who's to say i can't pluck you out right now , huh ? i don't see any of your "loyal soldiers" anywhere . they wouldn't even know it was me to begin with ! [ they spoke confidently , though allowed their arm to be examined . perhaps they didn't take into +