ass ; artemy burakh

[toxicate]

plampt

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[bulls]

Doesn't take much to turn a cure to cause.

[ his brow furrows and he ducks his head with a heavy sigh. ]

Only that they're the results we have to live with, regardless of what anyone chose.

[ expression tight. ]

[toxicate]

A thin line, like many things. Sweet, sour. Right, wrong. This world and the next. My patience, and these kinds of metaphors.

[ a joke, maybe? it's hard to tell. ]

If you've got something to get off your chest, now's the time.

[bulls]

[ snorts ]

I'm a slave to the theatre of death, metaphor lives in me.

[ looking upwards. ]

Something to get off my chest, huh? I'm not a smart man, Mordalion. I don't know much. I just feel unsatisfied.

[ sometimes you wish you could punch someone already dead very hard for stabbing a five-nothing girl multiple times. ]

[toxicate]

That's awfully poetic for someone claiming not to be smart in the next breath. I've been around a lot of idiots, and you don't strike me as one.

[bulls]

I'm flattered?

[ a faint smile ]

But I'm all instinct.

What's on your chest, then?

[toxicate]

I wouldn't be. It's a low bar, percentage-wise.

[ again it is difficult to tell if this is a joke. he does just say shit sometimes. ]

I'm disappointed in Hulkenberg's loyalty clouding her judgement, I'm disgusted by the pointless brutality, and I'm annoyed at being suspected so circumstantially. Is that clear enough?