"I am better now." "All my possessions for a moment of time."
He offers a flat laugh. "Unless you've killed a lot of people, I doubt you'd be that popular. But you still don't want to go there."
Without a doubt, vengeful ghosts are the worst kind. And obsessively attracted to their killers. It certainly puts a bad taste onto Ocelot's own occupational murders once in awhile.
"Thank you." "It's very beautiful over there." "I have tried so hard to do right."
The voices clamor, interrupting and overlapping one another, as if they are each only aware of Ocelot and no one else, as he pretends he is unaware of all of them. His focus lies stiffly on Shadow, persistent on this thread of conversation with a warm body, closer to sanity than any other option. Nevermind that he's... sort of an animal.
"So who are you supposed to be?" he wonders, studying the red-and-black quills.
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"All my possessions for a moment of time."
He offers a flat laugh. "Unless you've killed a lot of people, I doubt you'd be that popular. But you still don't want to go there."
Without a doubt, vengeful ghosts are the worst kind. And obsessively attracted to their killers. It certainly puts a bad taste onto Ocelot's own occupational murders once in awhile.
"Thank you."
"It's very beautiful over there."
"I have tried so hard to do right."
The voices clamor, interrupting and overlapping one another, as if they are each only aware of Ocelot and no one else, as he pretends he is unaware of all of them. His focus lies stiffly on Shadow, persistent on this thread of conversation with a warm body, closer to sanity than any other option. Nevermind that he's... sort of an animal.
"So who are you supposed to be?" he wonders, studying the red-and-black quills.
"Give them a chance to be happy!"