“Coulter, now that we have you where we want you, I think you owe Lancer an apology. Isn’t that right, Lancer?”
“...Farnes. Leave.”
“What-- oh. Oh god.”
“Leave NOW.”
Figured I’d doodle Lancer as they’d look facing down their abusive project lead - Scared, anxious, and downright furious.
Let’s just say Lancer isn’t very good at controlling themselves when revenge is on the table. And the room they and Coulter are in is not going to look pretty afterwards.










