blastedbackbone:

hanakotobawakodoku:

“Oh, aye. We do.” Eric summoned his scythe with a sweep of his arm and broke into a horrible grin. His grip tightened on the handle. “If it’s me ‘r ye, kid, yer the one tha’s no’ gonna make it tae tomorrow!" 

“If that’s what I really thought, I’d already be dead.” He wasn’t just talking about this moment, either. Carefully, he turned his gun once more, the handle resting comfortably in his palm. “In fact… the fact that I’m so much weaker than you makes it all the more entertaining.”

Eric laughed yet again, head tossing back. "Oh, aye? Wha’ are ye one o’ them masochists I heard s’ much about? Does this ge’ ye goin’?"