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Brandon Carver ([personal profile] fortitudosalutis) wrote in [community profile] etrayamemes 2024-11-17 04:16 pm (UTC)

That spread back there would feed a crowd. Easy.

[ There are more. Otherwise this scheme doesn’t make much sense, does it? Carver inclines his head ever so slightly as the other man dresses himself. A survivor. Scarred, probably blooded. Maybe the commander would have spared this one. There were times in the beginning when Pope didn’t have them salt and burn all they came across. It wouldn’t be a sin to return to that now, would it? Just for a moment?

Besides. Shaw’s the commander now. God always loved her best.

Absently, Carver unhooks his belt and begins winding the leather around his forearm, the teeth pressed between his knuckles as a makeshift punch dagger. There’s no ending here that doesn’t involve a fight, so best to be prepared for that. He doesn’t know what the other man can do except survive. It might fall on Carver to do the killing. But then, he’s used to that. ]


Suppose we should, Hal, [ he agrees, in that same bland tone. They haven’t given names and perhaps won’t, but Carver knows his Shakespeare better than most people assume; it’ll do for now. ] You good with your hands?

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