@CrimeForAll@HushedObedience - that approaching him to follow along in leading her and Luna to the nearest soundproof lounge.
Once he led the two in, it wasn’t long until he’d comfortably seat himself along a couch next to a coffee table lined with cigars and an ashtray next to it. -
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In recollection of the day in question, the crime lord’s hostile demeanor dwindled down to something of mere annoyance with a groan.
“ Pfft. Yeah, and I’d do it again, bitch. Bet ya won’t be calling me limp dick when I snap ya spine thrashin’ that fat ass. Ya keep -
@HushedObedience@CrimeForAll - look that basically said, ‘Are you fucking kidding me, right now?’
“. . . Are you fucking kidding me, right now? What the FUCK did I say about using your quirk on me? “
@HushedObedience@CrimeForAll#PaidInBlood
“—read a fucking boo— . . .”
In the midst of rolling up a sleeve, silence fell on the room—V seemingly frozen in time as if holding back thousands of thoughts and emotions from spilling over at once, only to slowly twist his head over to his 2nd in Command with a -
@CrimeForAll@HushedObedience - shirt and loosening his tie—readying himself to blow off some damn steam for once.
“ For real, they actin’ like they never saw snow before. Read a fucking book. “
@CrimeForAll@HushedObedience - o’you drop the guns and get to scrappin’ with me. I gotta a couple’a quirks to try and I ain’t waitin’ anymore. Better open my schedule. “
In the midst of barking out orders, the disgruntled Boss began slipping off his leather coat and rolling up the sleeves of his dress -