05-14-2018, 05:03 AM
[align=center][div style="width: 400pt; text-align: justify; font-size:9pt; line-height:1.7"]Walking away's not the same as death. Joseph's been on both sides of the exchange and it's not like coming home hungover to his family gone beyond reach. If they packed up and left one day it would have been better for them. What's more is they weren't some romantic figure in his life, and Joseph can't even say he's had one of those. There's a chance they're similar since he just doesn't know, but of the conquests he's entertained their deaths wouldn't scar a fifth as badly as his family's. He knows his capabilities and so he knows he won't ever get over that day. Revenge has hollowed him out more and hasn't brought any of them back, and if only it was their choice that they left Joseph's life. He could accept that. He's not the type of person anyone would want to stick around for. He's selfish, can't give a damn, dismissive, quiet when he's not making a quip. More trouble than he's worth, but they forgave his flaws. Stupid? Yes. His choice? No. If it was up to him they would have had a different life without him in their midst. Nothing works like that, and as the adage goes, "life isn't fair." People like Joseph's family are dead and people like Joseph get to keep walking away.
There is a tic in his jaw. Subtle, but he's sure his buddy here can see it because people don't use rifles when they don't have attention to detail. The rifle's a hunter's weapon, and Joseph respects that. It's just better for everyone that their rifles stay where they are, but he grips it tighter for insurance. An eyebrow quirks just a little at being told to take it easy. That's how he's operated for most of his life, so he's used to hearing stop treating this like a game and take this seriously for once. "Not everyone needs a gun." A gust of white when he lets out a breath. "Yeah, sure, you did. If you're staying go on up. No funny business." He sweeps out his arm and steps to the side for the taller man. Joseph doesn't intend on walking in front of him with his back turned. Following him makes it easier to keep an eye out.
There is a tic in his jaw. Subtle, but he's sure his buddy here can see it because people don't use rifles when they don't have attention to detail. The rifle's a hunter's weapon, and Joseph respects that. It's just better for everyone that their rifles stay where they are, but he grips it tighter for insurance. An eyebrow quirks just a little at being told to take it easy. That's how he's operated for most of his life, so he's used to hearing stop treating this like a game and take this seriously for once. "Not everyone needs a gun." A gust of white when he lets out a breath. "Yeah, sure, you did. If you're staying go on up. No funny business." He sweeps out his arm and steps to the side for the taller man. Joseph doesn't intend on walking in front of him with his back turned. Following him makes it easier to keep an eye out.
[align=center][div style="font-family:arial; font-size:10pt;"]call me a safe bet, I'M BETTING I'M NOT