Disclaimer: The Weiss guys do no belong to me... neither do X-men. Don't bother suing... I don't have any money.
Remy sat quietly at the bar... sipping his drink quietly, paying little heed to those going in and out. He was more entertained by his drink. His japanese may be rusty but he obtained his prize successfully. Nothing was going to distract him from it.
For those wondering, a Fuda is a 100 word long story.
The Bar Fuda
Remy sat quietly at the bar... sipping his drink quietly, paying little heed to those going in and out. He was more entertained by his drink. His japanese may be rusty but he obtained his prize successfully. Nothing was going to distract him from it.
Another sat beside him, ordering the same drink... no words were exchanged between the two but Remy's attention was on the other immediately.
He was no stranger to the feelings of self-loathing, dispair, and betrayal coming from the man either... he was very familiar with them.
He looked to the blonde questionably.
"Asuka?"
"Yeah."
"Sorry."
For those wondering, a Fuda is a 100 word long story.