Should've cared less about rules and used that pretty little head of yours before it all went belly up.
That ever present bitterness hangs in the air, for whatever crime he's blaming Jack of, it's hard to say. There's too many layers to pick through and think about, and the more he does it, the less it seems to matter in the end. All he can do is cling to the last moments of his previous life, what he felt in that last minute, because it feels like that's all he can remember. Pain, agony, anger... there's no room for much else.
His breathing is labored, smoke starting to waft off of him as he prepares to gather what strength he has left to retreat. It's not so much that he can't handle it, but, honestly– this is a waste of time. The likelihood of 76 winning this fight is higher, if only for the fact that he has more allies (like Ana) and the fact that people would probably shoot first at the guy dressed like an actual 90's supervillain.
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"Too little too late, if you ask me."
Should've cared less about rules and used that pretty little head of yours before it all went belly up.
That ever present bitterness hangs in the air, for whatever crime he's blaming Jack of, it's hard to say. There's too many layers to pick through and think about, and the more he does it, the less it seems to matter in the end. All he can do is cling to the last moments of his previous life, what he felt in that last minute, because it feels like that's all he can remember. Pain, agony, anger... there's no room for much else.
His breathing is labored, smoke starting to waft off of him as he prepares to gather what strength he has left to retreat. It's not so much that he can't handle it, but, honestly– this is a waste of time. The likelihood of 76 winning this fight is higher, if only for the fact that he has more allies (like Ana) and the fact that people would probably shoot first at the guy dressed like an actual 90's supervillain.