[His nerves are thrumming, his focus is shot, he feels like he can see and hear everything around them. Pilot's view. Warrior's view. He was trained for this. He's a spring-loaded trap about to trip and all he can do is laugh. Or, well. Shrug expansively. What, this? This shit ain't nothing. His fingers itch for a sword that isn't here.]
Haven't partied like this since John's sweet sixteen. You need an out, girl?
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[His nerves are thrumming, his focus is shot, he feels like he can see and hear everything around them. Pilot's view. Warrior's view. He was trained for this. He's a spring-loaded trap about to trip and all he can do is laugh. Or, well. Shrug expansively. What, this? This shit ain't nothing. His fingers itch for a sword that isn't here.]
Haven't partied like this since John's sweet sixteen. You need an out, girl?