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prcivalgraves:

kit-levansque:

@am-graves @classicalcassiopeia @prcivalgraves

That son of a bitch. THAT FUCKING SON OF A BITCH. THAT -

May thy shade thirst for water a thousand years! May thy lands forget thy name, and thine descendants thy grave! May thou wander in the cold an age, and another age, and another age upon that!

By the Iron Queen, I am going to strangle whatever’s left of that fucker once Boss gets through with him - Dia ad aghaidh ’s ad aodann, agus bas dunach ort! Dhonas’s dholas ort, agus leat-sa!

[most of the really good swears are Not Mine, and are either Lovecraft’s or lazulisong‘s]

IBRAHIM: (cackles maniacally) She is not afraid of her own tongue! Refreshing.

Madame Levansque? Is everything alright? 

No, I am not okay, Grindelfuck was messing with children, he was targeting my friends, I am fucking pissed off! I would unleash the gods-be-damned Furies on him if I thought they’d seek his trail, but the Scourges don’t just come at your beck and call, and the Three are really fucking picky about their targets.