It's not like this place let me keep my guns, [Wash snaps, trying and failing to keep a fucking lid on it. Except that they are facing down a creature that very much seems like it wants to eat them alive right here and now and he's not about that, personally, and he'd really like to just kill the damn thing and move on.]
Direct it where? [he hisses.] What is your goddamn plan here? Is it get killed? Is that your plan?
[His pitch is escalating with his volume, climbing to an aggravated falsetto.]
no subject
Direct it where? [he hisses.] What is your goddamn plan here? Is it get killed? Is that your plan?
[His pitch is escalating with his volume, climbing to an aggravated falsetto.]