Apr 14, 2020
Bruce/Shaak/Colt and waking up to a dozen identical boys faces staring down at him curiously let Bruce know what kind of day it was going to be. He hated magic. At least he had some of his gear and his suit if nothing else, and these kids were willing to answer questions. Aliens he could handle. Magic space monks was pushing it, but Shaak was... Perfectly respectable. There was a certain comradery between him and Colt despite the length of their acquaintance; resignation to the weird shit.
I LOVE YOU BUT I ALSO HATE YOU HAVE SOME FLIRTY CRACK
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