[ The returning quip is smooth in the way smoke looks, though soon after, he gives in to a wheeze as his body shake. Her comment about him looking terrible turns that into laughter, half-crazed and crackling and so viciously triumphant. Oh, whoever said revenge wasn't satisfying, or was best served cold, was lying, or else they'd never seen one like this.
Fields and Mathis are avenged. Quantum is burning from the inside out. It's glorious and he knows it shouldn't be, but satisfaction on this level is so very rare for him. God, after Greene, though, he'll have to be done with it. He's got far too many addictions as it is... Or. Maybe just one more. Just one more. ]
You don't think I look hot?
[ Horrible puns and double entendres - did you miss him, Natasha?
He whips his head away to spit what looks like smoker's tar (puss, really) on the sand. If Natasha wasn't a lady about hers, he's not going to be a gentleman either. He waves into the general area where he left his... colleague of a sort (so strange, he hasn't shagged her yet, and really doesn't feel the need to)... while he does. Cami makes her way over, stilted and shaky but strong. ]
You never did tell me what you joined us for. Did we get it done for you?
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[ The returning quip is smooth in the way smoke looks, though soon after, he gives in to a wheeze as his body shake. Her comment about him looking terrible turns that into laughter, half-crazed and crackling and so viciously triumphant. Oh, whoever said revenge wasn't satisfying, or was best served cold, was lying, or else they'd never seen one like this.
Fields and Mathis are avenged. Quantum is burning from the inside out. It's glorious and he knows it shouldn't be, but satisfaction on this level is so very rare for him. God, after Greene, though, he'll have to be done with it. He's got far too many addictions as it is... Or. Maybe just one more. Just one more. ]
You don't think I look hot?
[ Horrible puns and double entendres - did you miss him, Natasha?
He whips his head away to spit what looks like smoker's tar (puss, really) on the sand. If Natasha wasn't a lady about hers, he's not going to be a gentleman either. He waves into the general area where he left his... colleague of a sort (so strange, he hasn't shagged her yet, and really doesn't feel the need to)... while he does. Cami makes her way over, stilted and shaky but strong. ]
You never did tell me what you joined us for. Did we get it done for you?