Yeah, yeah. I guess it was me that fucked up, after all.
[ ash toys with the idea of asking for a cigarette, she'd given up the remainder of what she had left in the interest of that useless bag lead, but honestly she's not up for another fight right away. maybe when she's in better shape, or more pissed off. the worst of her anger has bled away along with her nose, and now mostly all that remains is a bone deep tiredness.
there are--options, at least options that don't involve saber and whatever he's going to demand of her in return, but truth be told this job was sloppier than she'd like, and maybe part of her thinks that she deserves whatever recompense he'll slap her with. ]
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[ ash toys with the idea of asking for a cigarette, she'd given up the remainder of what she had left in the interest of that useless bag lead, but honestly she's not up for another fight right away. maybe when she's in better shape, or more pissed off. the worst of her anger has bled away along with her nose, and now mostly all that remains is a bone deep tiredness.
there are--options, at least options that don't involve saber and whatever he's going to demand of her in return, but truth be told this job was sloppier than she'd like, and maybe part of her thinks that she deserves whatever recompense he'll slap her with. ]
So will you fix me up?