@broken-time-tables
It was a perfect Dersite day, and then this fucker had to come along to ruin it.
No really, there was such a thing as a perfect day for Jack Noir. It was a rare thing - it meant no having to deal with her royal stick up her ass, very little to do with his lesser cohorts, and much more to do with a night out drinking with the Dignitary and Having a conversation about what makes a very nice gentlemanly look, and the best kinds of tobacco that a human could dream up.
And then, THEN, right as he was getting to go back to his nice castle and get a nice time to lay his head down and take a wonderful break, maybe a good night, this
KID IN FUCKING PAJAMAS
comes rocketing down, barrelling into him. Fuck, fuck fuck
FUCKING DERSITE DREAMERS ALWAYS OUT.
He wiggled his claws, trying to scratch up the face of this kid before anything could come of it. “What the hell’a you thinkin’ yer doing just flying aroun’ like a fuckin’ idiot in your purple fuckin’ pajamas!”
