[He certainly doesn't blame her given that low laugh when she rocks against him, trailing one hand from her waist up her side instead. Nor is he really against the idea if she ends up wanting to take it that far.]
I know it ain't, but for someone to take any sort of advice they've gotta want to take it. Some shit about leading a horse to water but not being able to make it drink.
Wouldn't be the first damn time I've tangled with someone that's barely hanging onto sanity and could and would murder someone if given enough reason to. ... Fuck, same situation with not even being able to properly die if that happened. [Fuck him, why is he comparing anyone to Al and it actually being somewhat useful? Ugh, he hates it.]
Yeah... Basics of ending up a Sinner you learn real fucking quick. [Excuse him for a moment while he has to release her waist to grab that cigar to take a long pull from it and makes sure to blow it up out of the way.] Used to have my own turf when I was an Overlord, lots of gambling, booze, sex, that sorta shit you'd expect outta Hell. Most of the people working there I had some sort of contract with, whether it be for their soul or just your regular run-of-the-mill sort of job thing. How I dressed during the holiday shit and while working was how I was dressed all the damn time because who's gonna take the person in charge of it all seriously while looking like a fuckin' slob?
No one, that's who. But Sinners, we all got some sort of fucking problem or other. A lot of addictions, various kinds of issues, but most of us weren't exactly murderers when we were alive. Others, though... [He trails off for a moment, shrugging slowly.] Get someone keen enough on power to go huntin' down every goddamned Overlord and you're asking for trouble, especially when you're fuckin' stupid enough to let your weakness be seen.
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Date: 2025-04-07 10:11 pm (UTC)I know it ain't, but for someone to take any sort of advice they've gotta want to take it. Some shit about leading a horse to water but not being able to make it drink.
Wouldn't be the first damn time I've tangled with someone that's barely hanging onto sanity and could and would murder someone if given enough reason to. ... Fuck, same situation with not even being able to properly die if that happened. [Fuck him, why is he comparing anyone to Al and it actually being somewhat useful? Ugh, he hates it.]
Yeah... Basics of ending up a Sinner you learn real fucking quick. [Excuse him for a moment while he has to release her waist to grab that cigar to take a long pull from it and makes sure to blow it up out of the way.] Used to have my own turf when I was an Overlord, lots of gambling, booze, sex, that sorta shit you'd expect outta Hell. Most of the people working there I had some sort of contract with, whether it be for their soul or just your regular run-of-the-mill sort of job thing. How I dressed during the holiday shit and while working was how I was dressed all the damn time because who's gonna take the person in charge of it all seriously while looking like a fuckin' slob?
No one, that's who. But Sinners, we all got some sort of fucking problem or other. A lot of addictions, various kinds of issues, but most of us weren't exactly murderers when we were alive. Others, though... [He trails off for a moment, shrugging slowly.] Get someone keen enough on power to go huntin' down every goddamned Overlord and you're asking for trouble, especially when you're fuckin' stupid enough to let your weakness be seen.