"Why does it matter so much to you?" Eames raises an eyebrow at this kid yelling about this stuff like he knows anything, "five minutes ago you thought I was in the mob."
"Ain't my fault you act like you're in one..." Poor Eames. Will Ghoul's attitude ever relent?
No. No, it will not.
He gives it some sort of effort, though, by scrounging up the decency to explain. His mouth is set in to a grim line while he takes a second to think- he's got to do this in a way that doesn't give away too much information, and also doesn't make him sound like a delicate little baby nerd. "It's just. Y'know, things have been kinda stirred up a lot lately, and I know how fast shit can go wrong. I don't want us to get caught standin' around and holdin' our dicks, because we're gonna be in trouble if we get got one good fuckin' time." The us being the wolves, naturally. He never said his motives weren't primarily selfish. But...
"I kinda like you guys, anyway. You seem all right. And everybody hates you all, too."
Eames huffs a quiet, bitterly amused noise. Whether or not someone likes them has no bearing, friendship holds no quarter in these things. And honestly Eames suspects it means less to the mortals than they'd like to think.
"Shame this isn't about to be a charming story where the underdogs ally and rise above their stations then," he says, sighing, "much as I would've liked."
Ghoul rolls his eyes. "Not with that attitude. Fuckin' downer, man." Ghoul's true colors have started to shine. He's actually just a very vulgar, very destructive Disney princess.
"She might come around. I think I get where she's comin' from, but we'll work at her if we gotta." If nothing shady is going on, then the worst case scenario is that the wolves will be stuck with an annoying cat and his even more annoying witch. Big deal.
Eames just thinks he's being honest, but it's true. The truth is kind of shitty these days. But whatever. He shrugs a shoulder, "why? Where do you think she's coming from?"
You know, other than a platform of 'fuck the vampires before we do anything else'.
That earns Eames a strange look. Psh, isn't it obvious? "Uh? You know..." Solid start, there.
"She wants help against vampires and stuff, but that's just part of it. Like, a big part, but aside from that she's got all of us to worry about. The whole fuckin' pack. I guess I can kinda get why she'd pick somebody who's got more clout in the community than somebody who's kinda hated and got even less land than we do." That's. Not really phrased in the most diplomatic way, but it gets the point across.
Unfortunately, he's not done. "You ain't a very safe option, 'specially since you all can decide to pack up and fuck off to your alternate-universe thing whenever you want, and then we're high and dry." He's finished there, although after a second he adds on as an afterthought, "No offense."
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No. No, it will not.
He gives it some sort of effort, though, by scrounging up the decency to explain. His mouth is set in to a grim line while he takes a second to think- he's got to do this in a way that doesn't give away too much information, and also doesn't make him sound like a delicate little baby nerd. "It's just. Y'know, things have been kinda stirred up a lot lately, and I know how fast shit can go wrong. I don't want us to get caught standin' around and holdin' our dicks, because we're gonna be in trouble if we get got one good fuckin' time." The us being the wolves, naturally. He never said his motives weren't primarily selfish. But...
"I kinda like you guys, anyway. You seem all right. And everybody hates you all, too."
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"Shame this isn't about to be a charming story where the underdogs ally and rise above their stations then," he says, sighing, "much as I would've liked."
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"She might come around. I think I get where she's comin' from, but we'll work at her if we gotta." If nothing shady is going on, then the worst case scenario is that the wolves will be stuck with an annoying cat and his even more annoying witch. Big deal.
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You know, other than a platform of 'fuck the vampires before we do anything else'.
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"She wants help against vampires and stuff, but that's just part of it. Like, a big part, but aside from that she's got all of us to worry about. The whole fuckin' pack. I guess I can kinda get why she'd pick somebody who's got more clout in the community than somebody who's kinda hated and got even less land than we do." That's. Not really phrased in the most diplomatic way, but it gets the point across.
Unfortunately, he's not done. "You ain't a very safe option, 'specially since you all can decide to pack up and fuck off to your alternate-universe thing whenever you want, and then we're high and dry." He's finished there, although after a second he adds on as an afterthought, "No offense."