#sharprince

hooo boy! only someone who’s been in a lot of fights could pull a stunt like this, so damien certainly wasn’t lying in his extensive resume. and how exactly she knows that?

from the comfort of her seat behind the counter, with feet over it and a drink in hands ( with a dandy pink umbrella on it, mind you ), yang watched as a drunkard is sent flying across the bar by damien. sure, a table and a few chairs were damaged in the process, but he deserved that. he sooo had it coming after harassing one of yang’s regular costumers... you go pepper boy! the best part about this? she didn’t even had to ask, a single knowing look and the man of the moment jumped in.

[ LISTEN,,,,,,

I need the money cuz apparently being royalty gets you absolutely nothing here– That and my fists are my second favorite part of my body and they love punching in faces and otherwise wreaking havoc. I’m gonna be trusted with a damn army one day, so I think I can handle a few drunk hooligans. (attached is a list of references seemingly made up of people Damien has punched or otherwise ruined the life of. neat!).

You cool with having a tween for a boss?: Who fuckin’ cares?

“damn right, titles will get you nowhere in this place, but your honesty sure will! besides you seem like a very capable and...lively pal, according to your list.” if it’s even real. “you’re in. just keep in mind you’re supposed to protect this place, got it? protect.”