[ No surprise. There's a lot he doesn't know. Ephemera takes another drag on his cigarette, wondering who's in charge of the Guard now. Valentine, probably. ]
Might have a point there. We're here, and we're dead. We can be whatever we want.
[ Give him a bit to figure out exactly what that means for him. ]
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[ No surprise. There's a lot he doesn't know. Ephemera takes another drag on his cigarette, wondering who's in charge of the Guard now. Valentine, probably. ]
Might have a point there. We're here, and we're dead. We can be whatever we want.
[ Give him a bit to figure out exactly what that means for him. ]
So. Vigilante, really? How'd that happen?