[ Killua protests, sticking his tongue out at the woman, who looks scandalized and annoyed and quickly bustles off. ]
...or I was trying to.
Seriously, people are so unreliable. Getting consistent work is so annoying. It's always fetching this or that for peanuts, killing some monsters in the woods, digging through quest boards and flyers. How does anyone make money as a so-called 'honest living'?
[ He groans, glaring up at the sky as he laces his fingers together behind his neck, elbows up. ]
Being an assassin was so much less work...
[ He glances back over out of the corner of his eye, without lowering his arms. ]
no subject
[ Killua protests, sticking his tongue out at the woman, who looks scandalized and annoyed and quickly bustles off. ]
...or I was trying to.
Seriously, people are so unreliable. Getting consistent work is so annoying. It's always fetching this or that for peanuts, killing some monsters in the woods, digging through quest boards and flyers. How does anyone make money as a so-called 'honest living'?
[ He groans, glaring up at the sky as he laces his fingers together behind his neck, elbows up. ]
Being an assassin was so much less work...
[ He glances back over out of the corner of his eye, without lowering his arms. ]
Who's Vesemir?