[ It's a bit of an inconvenience to have to keep his neck tilted back to meet that half-smile raining down from above him, so Venom pushes his chair back and pulls himself into a more reasonable position, body language caught somewhere between wary and curious.
For one, he'd like to know what the hell the kid is doing up there— but first things first. ]
Not much of a difference between the two. [ Sahara-dry. But it lacks the edge that it needs to be a biting comment, and only comes across as something slightly weary, quietly resigned. Even soldiers have to have a sense of humor about what they do sometimes, after all.
Scarred lips knit for a second, debating on whether or not to leave it at that. The fact that he doesn't is a rare occurrence. ] —Yeah, I'm military.
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For one, he'd like to know what the hell the kid is doing up there— but first things first. ]
Not much of a difference between the two. [ Sahara-dry. But it lacks the edge that it needs to be a biting comment, and only comes across as something slightly weary, quietly resigned. Even soldiers have to have a sense of humor about what they do sometimes, after all.
Scarred lips knit for a second, debating on whether or not to leave it at that. The fact that he doesn't is a rare occurrence. ] —Yeah, I'm military.