deadsman.
❛ I’M ONLY HALF BLIND, YOU KNOW. ❜ his back is turned, head downcast, hands preoccupied with a malfunctioning gun; jammed during the fight, useless unless fixed. ( SOUNDS LIKE SOMEONE WE KNOW. ) his tone is bleeding some sort of vague emotion; it could be read as anger, or sadness, or both. he doesn’t face jack, and he sighs before continuing. ❛ NOT half deaf. you walk like you’re herding cattle. ❜ — @skippinropes.
‘ now what the fuck does that got to do with anything? if we’re playin’ that game, let me tell you that you walk like you’ve got a goddamn STICK up your ass. think your personality’s a reflection of that too. christ, hart. i’d think you’d have a better ass with all that clenchin’ you do. ’ he snorts, revolvers lowering into their respective holsters. ‘ we actually gonna make it out of here any time soon or are you plannin’ on hanging around and comin’ up with more elementary insults? 'cause i'm pretty sure you have eggsy for that. ’
