"For the better," Coupe tucks a sodden curl back into the hood it's intent on escaping. She's soaked, freezing, and having an overall grand time. De Fontaine can fuck right off, this is precisely where they ought to be. "We may point to any runny set tomorrow."
It really is a lovely night. Good company, a straightforward plan. The old knee's not even a bother — though that may have something to do with not wrapping it in steel. Plate in this weather would be a misery.
"A twisted ankle, perhaps." She hacks through a tangle of undergrowth, the stroke deliberately awkward. "Not so difficult to manage."
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"For the better," Coupe tucks a sodden curl back into the hood it's intent on escaping. She's soaked, freezing, and having an overall grand time. De Fontaine can fuck right off, this is precisely where they ought to be. "We may point to any runny set tomorrow."
It really is a lovely night. Good company, a straightforward plan. The old knee's not even a bother — though that may have something to do with not wrapping it in steel. Plate in this weather would be a misery.
"A twisted ankle, perhaps." She hacks through a tangle of undergrowth, the stroke deliberately awkward. "Not so difficult to manage."