12-16-2013, 04:34 PM
Well, fuck Yuri sideways with a custodian baton. He always knew he was destined for great things, but now the most powerful man in the world thought he was a god among insects? Who cared that the Ascendancy was a major douche bag. He had money and power and shit. That spoke more than anything else would. Cause money and power and shit got you stuff. And Yuri wanted some of that.
Yuri only wished his fucking good for nothing workaholic father could see him now. Hard work wasn't crap for anything, but a mere step put wrong and fortune was going to shine on him. Peddle candy for Mudak? Fuck that. And fuck Mudak while he was at it. Yuri was on the high road to this kind of high roller life now.
The pressure in his chest eased somewhat, as if a crushing weight had lifted. His knees felt weak and it took him a moment to steady himself after he'd been pulled in so close to that man. With the power swimming through him, the man smelled like...candle wax. Or maybe incense. Or maybe Yuri was still hallucinating. Weird.
"I'm yours, tell me what you wish me to do,"
he said to the man. What else could one say? Go fuck yourself? The thought had crossed his mind but the words never materialized. Perhaps that was just cause they weren't the right ones to say. Maybe his drug was keeping him from saying stupid shit that would get him in trouble. If so, he should probably take a double when the opportunity presented itself.
Yuri only wished his fucking good for nothing workaholic father could see him now. Hard work wasn't crap for anything, but a mere step put wrong and fortune was going to shine on him. Peddle candy for Mudak? Fuck that. And fuck Mudak while he was at it. Yuri was on the high road to this kind of high roller life now.
The pressure in his chest eased somewhat, as if a crushing weight had lifted. His knees felt weak and it took him a moment to steady himself after he'd been pulled in so close to that man. With the power swimming through him, the man smelled like...candle wax. Or maybe incense. Or maybe Yuri was still hallucinating. Weird.
"I'm yours, tell me what you wish me to do,"
he said to the man. What else could one say? Go fuck yourself? The thought had crossed his mind but the words never materialized. Perhaps that was just cause they weren't the right ones to say. Maybe his drug was keeping him from saying stupid shit that would get him in trouble. If so, he should probably take a double when the opportunity presented itself.