His brows rise. A bow. Motherfucking well. That he could certainly get used to. Particularly when it is done with such reverence as to be given to someone truly high up. His smile stretches just that little bit higher.
"ALLIANCE. Motherfucking cahoots. UNDERSTAND AT HOW TO CONTROL THE LIVING, BUT THE DEAD? The dead are motherfucking beyond him. ONES OF ROT AND MESSIAHS. But you can. ON ASSUMPTION THAT TRUTH IS TOLD. Brother Jay,” he says. He could almost purr the words, but he’s not so ready to discard pride. And should Jay prove a liar, he will have to deal with that accordingly.
“TITLE IS THAT OF THE INITIATE, FRAYSONG. Novitiate laughassassin, Subjugglator for Her Condescencion’s conquering empire, and most devoted motherfucking follower of the Mirthful Messiahs. IF BROTHER WANTS FOR FURTHER UNDERSTANDING, HE WILL WANT AT TO LINGER LONGER.”
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"ALLIANCE. Motherfucking cahoots. UNDERSTAND AT HOW TO CONTROL THE LIVING, BUT THE DEAD? The dead are motherfucking beyond him. ONES OF ROT AND MESSIAHS. But you can. ON ASSUMPTION THAT TRUTH IS TOLD. Brother Jay,” he says. He could almost purr the words, but he’s not so ready to discard pride. And should Jay prove a liar, he will have to deal with that accordingly.
“TITLE IS THAT OF THE INITIATE, FRAYSONG. Novitiate laughassassin, Subjugglator for Her Condescencion’s conquering empire, and most devoted motherfucking follower of the Mirthful Messiahs. IF BROTHER WANTS FOR FURTHER UNDERSTANDING, HE WILL WANT AT TO LINGER LONGER.”