" that's a shit deal. " (to ser crispy!!)
bullet train starters / @batinstincts
truth be told, he could not look any more suspicious than he does now. with a brown hood pulled over his head, and arms crossed against his chest ; he even looks more unapproachable than normal. there is a deadpan expression woven into his features, conveying his slight bit of irritation at the words that she speaks. of course, nothing he is tasked to do could ever be easy. a simple transaction was too much to ask for. " that is the only deal i have to offer, " criston retorts with knitted brows. he exhales heavily through his nostrils, sneaking a quick glance behind his back before setting his gaze on her once more.
" okay, " he begins, an attempt at rectifying the situation. " tell me what you need in order to agree. "