[Richie takes the elbow nudge but with a mummery of deep betrayal. Red gets equal share of this sad strings orchestra. He even presses the back of his hand to his forehead and pretends to wilt, a stricken woman on her favorite fainting couch, before finally putting the ham aside to write back.]
enjoy your nicotine poisoning assholes
normally i'd chalk it all up to hookum and superstition but considering where we are, it probably did do something significant. Is there any history of being able to
[He pauses, and his exasperation is plain to read. Fuck magic, fuck space, this was all such goddamn baloney but he must.]
get dunked on dorian
enjoy your nicotine poisoning assholes
normally i'd chalk it all up to hookum and superstition but considering where we are, it probably did do something significant. Is there any history of being able to
[He pauses, and his exasperation is plain to read. Fuck magic, fuck space, this was all such goddamn baloney but he must.]
turn into a dragon or control them? Ride them?