Twenty twelve? Hell, if you were alive in my time, Vaas, you'd be an old fucking man by now. [He almost barks out a laugh, smoke oozing out from under his mask.] I'm from about twenty-eighty. Shit gets real fucked up in about sixty years from your time, trust me.
[He waves a hand, but then... stops. When Shabby says the words Snow. White.
Snow White.
Snow White.
That's what you call Jason? You seriously have wanted posters of him with that name? [NOW he's laughing. He'd almost be howling if he didn't have SOME self control.]
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[He waves a hand, but then... stops. When Shabby says the words Snow. White.
Snow White.
Snow White.
That's what you call Jason? You seriously have wanted posters of him with that name? [NOW he's laughing. He'd almost be howling if he didn't have SOME self control.]