The woman extends a gentle hand. "I thought you'd be a little more careful here...." She sighs. "Come-- I'll get you fixed up."
Your muse finds mine like this. What is your muse’s reaction?
After a moment the assassin nodded and reluctantly reached up to take her hand. It had been a long time since he’d seen so much action, and it had driven him to this quiet state of consideration. He’d just have to train more, and try to get back to the way he’d been before; worthy of being a Master Assassin.
”Thank you." Altair nods his thanks to her as he stands, unable to meet her gaze.
Pan sighs. “Signore, there is no need to be ashamed.” She comments. The woman gently takes his hand and squeezes it before letting go to lead him on. “What is injured..?”
Your muse finds mine like this:
What is your muse’s reaction?
Taurus and Being Drunk
- “I love you.”
- “You love me?”
- “I’m never going to leave you.”
- “I promise.”
- “Don’t push me away!”
- “I trust you with my life.”
- “I love the way you hate me.”
- “You’re afraid but you don’t have to be.”
- “Push me away all you want, I’m going to fix this.”
- “I never meant to hurt you.”
- “You broke my heart!”
- “If I give you my heart, do you promise not to break it?”
- “Trust me.”
- “You’re all I have.”
A shrug came from the conduit, everything this woman was saying, it wouldn’t phase him. His daughter is dead, everything he ever cared about was gone, and it was because of that beanie wearing ass hole.
"Now you listen here lady, I don’t give a rat’s fucking ass about the D.U.P, Seattle, or any other fucking conduit. I dont even give a shit about my own life. I just want want revenge, that’s all.” he growled.
"If the military killed yer family then yer getting revenge on them too! So what’ the hell’s so bad bout me gettin revenge for my family huh?!"
"No, I’ve gotten that part— You don’t fucking care about anyone but one goddamn person! He is trying to help free Seattle, Hank!” Pan snaps.
"Revenge is pointless. And for me? Don’t you dare try and put this on me.” Pan hisses. She motions to the side with a burning hand. “I’m not getting revenge on anyone. I’m not killing anyone. I shoot to subdue, not to kill.” The conduit tells the other. “I’m trying to protect more people from being killed— Innocent people. And that’s what Delsin is- Innocent.” Pan says.
"He didn’t bring the DUP. He didn’t kill your daughter.” She jabs a finger at him in her anger. “But instead you’re helpless here in wanting to seek revenge, so you’re going to put the blame on anyone but yourself! This is no one’s fault but your own. Call me blunt and harsh— But it’s the truth I see and the truth that you can’t accept."
Pan stares at the wall.
I wonder what it’s like to have a child….
[your muse finds mine like this etc-] The woman sighs. ".... What did you do?"
"It was for science. So take it as you will, but I swear it was important work."
No it’s not. Don’t believe him.
"Thank you, that’d be appreciated. All that data…now in something’s digestive tract," he said, shaking his head.
"What in the hell were you trying to take notes on anyway?" Pan huffs. She leads him over to sit him down on her coffee table. "I’d be happy to cut him open later if that helps."