Then your intentions, tell me.
To atone for my sins to Larsa and begin my life anew.
Tch— Truly?
I give you my word.
Then your intentions, tell me.
To atone for my sins to Larsa and begin my life anew.
[/while Vayne is stumbling, manages to get his gun out and around, points it at the other]
But not good enough.
Go on and shoot then.
What do you want? Why have you come back?
Does a child need a reason to be born?
I found myself alive again without reason.
[/while Vayne is stumbling, manages to get his gun out and around, points it at the other]
But not good enough.
Go on and shoot then.
[/winded, he turned so Vayne couldn’t get the gun on his back, and tries to trip him]
-he growls and stumbles, catching his footing and looking up at him-
Pretty good for a ghost, wouldn’t you say?
[/eyes narrow slightly as he steps back] There’s no Venat to help you now.
Ha.
One on one is how men fight.
You are no man. You’re a ghost.
[/reaches back for his gun]
-he lunges for Baltheir, elbowing him in the gut and reaching to throw the gun aside before the other can grasp it-
[/eyes narrow slightly as he steps back] There’s no Venat to help you now.
Ha.
One on one is how men fight.
A bullet set between your eyes suit you?
And what makes you think I’d let you get your hands on that gun in time?
I don’t think. I know.
You want to give it a go? It’ll be my pleasure.
-a smirk makes its way across his face as he cracks his knuckles-
Pleasure’s all mine.
