Revenge is best served with friends helping you.
Can someone help me figure out what the dialogue would be between these two? I’ve never been amazing at characterization but jesus I wanna draw Arthur going full Uncle on Elias.
Tw for eye-gouging under the cut w/ the final frame
@dyingvictorian Here's the fic! I hope you like it!
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Private Eye
The sound of something clicked, whorling. It wasn't unlike the sound of a film roll, but smaller, buzzier. Arthur moved his head, seeing if John could spot what was making the noise, but his attention was pulled back to the man in front of him.
“There’s no need for us to be anything but friends, Mr. Lester. Our goals are not incompatible.”
He sits at his desk, his hands grasped together. He’s trying to look professional, but there’s a smugness that permeates the air between us. He thinks he has us.
“A rather… unflattering description, but not entirely inaccurate.”
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