[ he lets out a long silent breath. the last time he'd made the plans things hadn't turned out so good. he needs micro, his foil. the only person who's as insane as he is probably, but he knows he'd know what to do. frank thinks about that for a moment: what would micro do? ]
for now we bide our time. sit on our hands.
[ something he hates to do and it shows on his face. he has a feeling poe is the same, the eagerness with which he'd gotten involved in the botched kidnapping speaking volumes, to say nothing of what they'd just been through together. ]
he's hurting another friend of mine. [ and it's slowly killing him. ]
no subject
for now we bide our time. sit on our hands.
[ something he hates to do and it shows on his face. he has a feeling poe is the same, the eagerness with which he'd gotten involved in the botched kidnapping speaking volumes, to say nothing of what they'd just been through together. ]
he's hurting another friend of mine. [ and it's slowly killing him. ]