[ He sounds so tired. He could handle Olivia’s advances, even if they often sent him through the roof with embarrassment, but Violet had crossed so many lines. Thinking about her just makes him angry, and it shows in the lines of his body before he wills it away.
Much like Mary, there are some things he just can’t hide. He’d like nothing more than to be able to recount the full tale of what happened between her and Victor in that prison, but the only person who knows that is Mary herself. ]
Anyway… Violet had a private collection in the prison, Extended who caught her eye that she kept strung up like some kinda sick puppet master. A museum of things she can’t have.
Twelve was one of ‘em. I thought he was dead, but there he was, half-blown apart and barely clinging to life.
[ “He told me some war stories,” Violet had said. Stories about a peculiar GSU he’d encountered at the end of the war. Without thinking, Juzo’s hand comes up to his chest as something wrenches painfully. ]
We were separated on our way down there, and I ended up havin’ to fight off another one of Tetsuro’s siblings who followed us down. You’d cooked up a cigarette to fool my sub-brain into workin’ at full capacity. It worked like a charm, but I blacked out pretty soon after.
I dunno what happened to you, but I assume you ran into Victor – the other Victor.
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[ He sounds so tired. He could handle Olivia’s advances, even if they often sent him through the roof with embarrassment, but Violet had crossed so many lines. Thinking about her just makes him angry, and it shows in the lines of his body before he wills it away.
Much like Mary, there are some things he just can’t hide. He’d like nothing more than to be able to recount the full tale of what happened between her and Victor in that prison, but the only person who knows that is Mary herself. ]
Anyway… Violet had a private collection in the prison, Extended who caught her eye that she kept strung up like some kinda sick puppet master. A museum of things she can’t have.
Twelve was one of ‘em. I thought he was dead, but there he was, half-blown apart and barely clinging to life.
[ “He told me some war stories,” Violet had said. Stories about a peculiar GSU he’d encountered at the end of the war. Without thinking, Juzo’s hand comes up to his chest as something wrenches painfully. ]
We were separated on our way down there, and I ended up havin’ to fight off another one of Tetsuro’s siblings who followed us down. You’d cooked up a cigarette to fool my sub-brain into workin’ at full capacity. It worked like a charm, but I blacked out pretty soon after.
I dunno what happened to you, but I assume you ran into Victor – the other Victor.