That last raid was suicidal... but after all that time tryin' to play by the rules [ trying so hard to do things right ], I just stopped carin' about the consequences.
[ Or if he lived or died. ]
Wreckin' DÅjima and his boys, not giving a shit what happened... I was angry, but lookin' back? It was a rush.
[ That glint in Majima's eye now was akin to the look he'd gotten back at the Cube -- a kind of quiet reveling in past chaos. For all his sleek dress and seeming levelheadedness, after all, Majima always had something of a wild streak. It was why he could burst into song on a lark, why he'd trained the house band to play battle music on cue, why he'd decided the second(ish) date was the perfect time to break out the rope.
And goddamn if it didn't feel so much better to turn that anger outward at last. To see the fear in their eyes, feel the reassuring crack of delicate bone. ]
That's how it is in the business. No one cares what's right or wrong, but they sure as hell will get outta the way if they're afraid of ya.
Guess I turned into the right monster after all.
[ Fit for polite society in one moment, bristling with claws and fangs in the next. Symbolism, or some shit. ]
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Date: 2019-05-26 08:54 am (UTC)[ Or if he lived or died. ]
Wreckin' DÅjima and his boys, not giving a shit what happened... I was angry, but lookin' back? It was a rush.
[ That glint in Majima's eye now was akin to the look he'd gotten back at the Cube -- a kind of quiet reveling in past chaos. For all his sleek dress and seeming levelheadedness, after all, Majima always had something of a wild streak. It was why he could burst into song on a lark, why he'd trained the house band to play battle music on cue, why he'd decided the second(ish) date was the perfect time to break out the rope.
And goddamn if it didn't feel so much better to turn that anger outward at last. To see the fear in their eyes, feel the reassuring crack of delicate bone. ]
That's how it is in the business. No one cares what's right or wrong, but they sure as hell will get outta the way if they're afraid of ya.
Guess I turned into the right monster after all.
[ Fit for polite society in one moment, bristling with claws and fangs in the next. Symbolism, or some shit. ]