[Cool, just use him as a coat hanger. That will definitely help with the whole "asshole noble" image.]
Do I look like a maid to you...
[McGillis grumbles, as he acts exactly like a maid and proceeds to fold that jacket and drape it over the guardrail. Fortunately for Jeremiah, McGillis prides himself upon fastidiousness, so he doesn't really mind so much. Especially with the promise of a lovely show, which has McGillis easing up a bit on that mean streak and looking a little excitable at the prospect of a prosthetic.
Kind of like patting a feral mutt on the maw. Still chancing a nasty bite, or rabies, or both, but every boy was a good boy deep down. Sometimes you just really had to dig deep.]
And I command all sorts of men, so it isn't something new.
[...you're not fooling anyone, McGillis, not with that wagging tail.]
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Do I look like a maid to you...
[McGillis grumbles, as he acts exactly like a maid and proceeds to fold that jacket and drape it over the guardrail. Fortunately for Jeremiah, McGillis prides himself upon fastidiousness, so he doesn't really mind so much. Especially with the promise of a lovely show, which has McGillis easing up a bit on that mean streak and looking a little excitable at the prospect of a prosthetic.
Kind of like patting a feral mutt on the maw. Still chancing a nasty bite, or rabies, or both, but every boy was a good boy deep down. Sometimes you just really had to dig deep.]
And I command all sorts of men, so it isn't something new.
[...you're not fooling anyone, McGillis, not with that wagging tail.]