It's a good thing they aren't hiding or fleeing pursers or anything of the like because Deadlock definitely would have just given away their location. "Are you high?!? Brain module fried??" And Deadlock would certainly know what that feels like, even if he's been clean for ages. He'll never go back to being the the wretch he once was, drug-addicted, impoverished and full of self-loathing. If this mech's name is Drift, maybe he's just as messed up.
"What makes you think we're anything alike??" He demands, rising from his chair regardless of how the shuttle lurches, except that's his balance, his injured hip gimble giving way and he flails a hand out to make a grab for the back of his chair with a frustrated curse.
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"I'm WHAT?!?!?"
It's a good thing they aren't hiding or fleeing pursers or anything of the like because Deadlock definitely would have just given away their location. "Are you high?!? Brain module fried??" And Deadlock would certainly know what that feels like, even if he's been clean for ages. He'll never go back to being the the wretch he once was, drug-addicted, impoverished and full of self-loathing. If this mech's name is Drift, maybe he's just as messed up.
"What makes you think we're anything alike??" He demands, rising from his chair regardless of how the shuttle lurches, except that's his balance, his injured hip gimble giving way and he flails a hand out to make a grab for the back of his chair with a frustrated curse.