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STINKS OF HEROISM ! / @diaboluse

" — well shit, we can't all be 𝗢𝗥𝗜𝗚𝗜𝗡𝗔𝗟 can we ? " ( a flick of the tongue, run over teeth. 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗈𝗇𝖾'𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝖻𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗌 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝗈𝗇𝗀. ) but even scourge can tell off sight; no lasher needed for assessment. no one who wears a costume keeps it for long, and those who do-- those are the ones who keep the seams together for a reason. 𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐊𝐘. from his mask to his clenched fists. smells like callouses and the sweat of hard work. when he questions, their teeth snap with response.

                        " NUH-UH . " ( fym nuh-uh? )

         " don't like the odds of going face-to-face with a pretty loon. 𝗀𝗈𝗍 𝖺 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝖻𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗇' 𝗂𝗍 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝖺 𝗃𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗎𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝗇. " plus— scourge always was a bit of a voyeur for bleeding heroes; does them just 𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐄 watching from here. steel-enforced soles resonating off the banisters they tap with each kick. " find me a nice place to settle ground and maybe i'll think about floatin' down to yer' level. i like my places 𝗲𝘅𝘁𝗿𝗮 𝗰𝘂𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘆. "