[well, he is thankful for that. waking up bare to the world seemed to be a one and done around here, with the rest of the games being a different kind of force. he'd seen the fencing, the wrestling, the ejection process should someone refuse participation.
he takes the knife from Gabe, feels the weight of it in his hand. he appreciates the courtesy.
there's nothing very nice about this situation, but there's some beauty to it.]
Could you roll up your sleeve?
[ no hesitation, hardly any feathers ruffled at the thought of having to draw a strangers blood.]
no subject
he takes the knife from Gabe, feels the weight of it in his hand. he appreciates the courtesy.
there's nothing very nice about this situation, but there's some beauty to it.]
Could you roll up your sleeve?
[ no hesitation, hardly any feathers ruffled at the thought of having to draw a strangers blood.]