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“I snuck up behind him and knocked him out.” You don’t embellish your actions.
“That’s as much detail as you can muster?” Lord Gargoyle doesn’t know how to react to your dryness.
“I’m not going to glorify a stealth kill.” You deadpan.
“Woah, I admire that.” Lord Gargoyle claps his hands together.
“What? The honesty?” Henry isn’t as receptive with the disappointing truth.
“Of course <span class="mu-i">not</span>. The backhanded tactics. I’m a Villain, after all.” Lord Gargoyle puts a hand on his chest.
“It’s a bitch move.” Henry doesn’t sugarcoat it.
“Didn’t you hear my story? Death Incarnate is kind of a big deal.” Lord Gargoyle doesn’t see any other solution. “I wouldn’t challenge it face-to-face and I’m outstanding.”
“He didn’t sell this guy for 5 minutes straight for nothing.” Oliver backs his two friends.
“So? Smart or not, still a bitch move.” Henry doesn’t back down.
“Don’t get him wrong, he’s happy that man was dealt with, and he wouldn’t change a thing.” George brings peace to the situation.
“What are you? His lawyer?” Oliver doesn’t like lawyers for some reason.
“It feels like that sometimes, haha!” George takes this observation in stride.
“You heard those unsavory words?” Lord Gargoyle nudges you to reply. “Tell him off before he starts calling you <span class="mu-i">Master of the Bitchbane</span>. You don’t want that. Not at all.”
“T-That’s a great insult…!” Oliver didn’t see this coming.
“Would you do that to me, Henry? To your friend, Johnny?” You guilt trip him.
“I-I guess not.” Henry feels kinda bad.
“That’s because you’re a <span class="mu-i">bitch</span>.” You retort.
“<span class="mu-i">Ooh</span>, he got you.” George chuckles. Nobody here is mature enough to think this is stupid.
“Oh, fuck off, that’s nothing, man.” Henry gets frustrated. “I was being nice!”
“Let’s move on before you get more humiliated.” Oliver says.
“I’m not done asking about the stadium stuff.” You reel back the conversation to what it was. “Who were the people you teamed up with, Lord Gargoyle?”
“Heck, try to remember everyone you can.” Oliver adds.
“These lost memories are coming back to me. I cast my mind back to the moment the groups were forming, at the opposite exit from the one I was closest to, the coolest alliance formed. They had a guy in a Knight Helmet, and a Spaceman with a light jester motif. I thought I could perfectly fit in. Disappointment, gentlemen!” Lord Gargoyle will never forget this.
