[Doesn't take a genius to put that particular puzzle together. Maybe because she's still got the memory of a certain someone getting a custom suit made out of money just after his own self-granted promotion. Actual money.
Still, his howling frustration sparks the quick quirk of a brow. Nothing verbal, nothing noticeable, but something in there doesn't click. ] Was thinking more like blood red. Maybe a little ash.
[Scorch the planet, kill the bad guys, that's what he'd said; Hyperion color palettes seem slightly off the mark.]
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Still, his howling frustration sparks the quick quirk of a brow. Nothing verbal, nothing noticeable, but something in there doesn't click. ] Was thinking more like blood red. Maybe a little ash.
[Scorch the planet, kill the bad guys, that's what he'd said; Hyperion color palettes seem slightly off the mark.]