Chuck's got no idea who or what Becket does in his spare time, that's what's funny.
Except it's not, and Chuck's pissed, and about five seconds from just running him through and calling it a day. It's the only way to salvage his reputation, the only way to get any kind of sponsors because at the moment?
Everyone on the outside thinks he's a complete fucking waste, that he's useless and won't make it on his own.
..Abruptly, Chuck pulls back, slams the butt of his staff in the sand as he looks at Raleigh, then he just -- turns around, and stalks back into the forest.
Someone else can kill Becket. Chuck can't bring himself to do it, but he's finished with him. If he can go it alone, and win out, then maybe--
Maybe it won't be so goddamn horrible on the outside. It's easier being alone, not being close to anyone. That way, it's not so hard to kill anyone.
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Except it's not, and Chuck's pissed, and about five seconds from just running him through and calling it a day. It's the only way to salvage his reputation, the only way to get any kind of sponsors because at the moment?
Everyone on the outside thinks he's a complete fucking waste, that he's useless and won't make it on his own.
..Abruptly, Chuck pulls back, slams the butt of his staff in the sand as he looks at Raleigh, then he just -- turns around, and stalks back into the forest.
Someone else can kill Becket. Chuck can't bring himself to do it, but he's finished with him. If he can go it alone, and win out, then maybe--
Maybe it won't be so goddamn horrible on the outside. It's easier being alone, not being close to anyone. That way, it's not so hard to kill anyone.