[ Ephemera hums to himself, breathing through it. Pain's an old friend by now, something he can shrug off if he tries. But there's an edge he's found and tries not to push these days. He wants to stay in himself, he's found. To stay himself, and not edge back into Sharkface. ]
Back to the scrum.
[ Like being back in the war all over again. ]
Want to go with me? Fight with me? We did good today.
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Back to the scrum.
[ Like being back in the war all over again. ]
Want to go with me? Fight with me? We did good today.