[ first point of order would normally getting off this goddamn train. the hairs on the back of his neck are standing up after he caught what must be the hundredth loop of that recorded message, and if he has to hear it loop one more time, he's gonna lose it.
he'd been alright with leaving it to Livio, to run down the goons and demons from now until forever. he'd been satisfied, and he'd finished his go on that dustbowl of a planet.
hadn't he?
now—getting off the train would be well and good for him, except that Wolfwood hasn't got the comfortable weight of the Punisher on his back, doesn't have heat strapped to his ribs, and he's never seen a body of water like this. like, he's never seen a body of water. he doesn't much like any of that, save for that stretch of black-blue. so he's freezing on the gangway connection between cars and just... gazing out at it all in mixed awe and wariness, bracing himself on the rails. ]
Purgatory, huh...
[ makes the wandering priest shtick seem a little cheap in retrospect. ]
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he'd been alright with leaving it to Livio, to run down the goons and demons from now until forever. he'd been satisfied, and he'd finished his go on that dustbowl of a planet.
hadn't he?
now—getting off the train would be well and good for him, except that Wolfwood hasn't got the comfortable weight of the Punisher on his back, doesn't have heat strapped to his ribs, and he's never seen a body of water like this. like, he's never seen a body of water. he doesn't much like any of that, save for that stretch of black-blue. so he's freezing on the gangway connection between cars and just... gazing out at it all in mixed awe and wariness, bracing himself on the rails. ]
Purgatory, huh...
[ makes the wandering priest shtick seem a little cheap in retrospect. ]