𝓐𝐔𝐆𝐔𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐒 𝓜𝐎𝐑𝐀𝐍.

A grunt from severin, he lets his gaze settle on the floor. "I didn't send them." it doesn't matter what he says, he'll never be believed anyways.

believe it or not, severin is telling the truth.

-replied dryly, picking at a hangnail with his teeth as he deliberately avoided eye contact.

he didn't? he specifically told his coworkers not to get involved.

/ you made me this way

/ Augustus beating the shit out of severin after finding out he's engaged.

his jade green eyes peek up behind the mess of his long hair. one duller than the other. he only got a bit of his vison back in it, he still couldn't see too well during far-ranged jobs. "Medicated." he took his meds that morning. had a feeling it'd be a good decision.

catching his bearings easily, fighting back the urge to throw a punch his way. it wouldn't solve anything. he doesn't speak, just stares at the ground.

High compliments coming from you, sir.

(Aaand there he is...) Yessir. Army just makes men these days, I’m afraid. Not gentlemen.