Dead men still bitch, apparently

[cloakand_danger]

Mun,

I hope it was worth it. You know you're going to be going stir-crazy by the time one week is up, let alone two. And you got damned lucky with the Cruxis Crystal thing. You should have thought that through before you had the bright idea of jumping at the chance to kill me off.

Not that it'll matter a second time. Dying once is enough - more than enough. I won't go through with it again. I won't leave her behind again.

Not much affection right now,
Yuan Ka-Fai

Comments

[skirtcladgunner]

H-Hey, what's that look for? [She's a lot less "tsun" and a lot more "dere" with her Mama Yuan, but...]

[cloakand_danger]

Nothing, never mind. You just remind me a bit of someone I once employed.

[skirtcladgunner]

I do? [Well, that's sort of weird. Wait...] Do you mean Botta, by any chance?

[She's met him a few times, in games of mafia. Apparently, he's really sweet to Jeb.]

[cloakand_danger]

What? No, of course not. [Botta is much too steady and straightforward to tsun at people.] Did you ever meet Sheena?

[skirtcladgunner]

[Yeah, she knew it had to be off. Botta's so... serious. Too serious for it to be natural...]

Ehh... no, I don't think I have. I know she's at Luceti like Jeb is, so maybe Jeb's met her. How do I remind you of her?

[cloakand_danger]

She would act like she didn't care in a similar way.

[skirtcladgunner]

Hey! I never said I didn't care!