@ofsais || continued from [x] Takeshi Kovacs and Elektra Natchios
“I cannot begin to tell you how much I did not sign up for this,” Takeshi muttered into the depths of his half-glass of whiskey. “How exactly have I screwed things up?”
She didn’t seem to be listening, since his cache of weapons apparently deserved more attention. He already had the Nemex, two knives, and a backup revolver on his person, but that didn’t make him any more in favor of her fingering his collection of guns.
“Yeah, a few, let me make a list.” If he had a dime for every time a woman had told him to shut up, he could afford a clone chamber to rival Laurens Bancroft’s.








