|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
 Posted: Thu Dec 08, 2011 12:59 pm
Spray painting? Wait, did he do this sort of thing on the walls of buildings like a hooligan? Oh snap! What a rebel. Thought it was doubtful silly things like that had the boil in trouble with the boogies.
Mot made no comment. He wasn't going to preach at a friend.
Mot stared at Roch for a moment or so, wondering if it was really okay to just leave him alone while he spent time with Hel. "I don't feel comfortable leaving knowing you're a mess. Just promise to take it easy for a day or so. None of this 'I have no time' nonsense. You'll only stress yourself out. It isn't healthy."
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Dec 08, 2011 2:36 pm
But he didn't have any time. For a second a strange look crossed the punk's face, then shifted and an easy smile took its place. "Sure. I think I'll take a nap," he said a bit too easily. "Don't worry about it, I'm just... venting."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Dec 08, 2011 2:52 pm
To Mot, Roch just seemed paranoid. He had no basis to take Roch's claims as seriously as he probably should have. Mot smiled back, deciding to just leave him be.
"Okay then... Adios, partner." Mot gave the punk a half wave, and left the booth, hoping the other reaper would indeed get a bit of shuteye.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Reply
