An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
“Yer gonna fuck up your body that way, y’know. Ever think of loppin’ ‘em off?”
There was the runt from the alley, standing near the door with his hands in his pockets, in a suit that was just a little too big for him. His eyes shone in the dim light.
“The fuck is that supposed to mean?”
The kid nodded at Philippe’s chest. Philippe forced his shoulders back, and his wings rose of their own volition.
“Don’t recall asking for your opinion.”
The kid tilted his head, then shrugged.
“Whatever. That’s not what I came here to talk about.”
Philippe scoffed. Talk? After all the shit this pipsqueak had pulled?
“Oh, are we talking now?”
“Ain’t we?”
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Creature AU continues!! Time to see how the Rust boys meet <3
