That's not how I remember things. [What do you remember Yngvi? What does it look like inside that head of yours, in the movie of your life?] No, but seriously, d'you--
Oh fuck. [And the joking stops. It's all gone very quiet. Too quiet. Only maybe there's Yngvi's heart pounding, and heavy breathing.] Comte! Ser--
[The two words are very brightly spoken, then there's a distinctly meaty thump. Yngvi's cursing is faint but no less vivid for it, and that moment of calm vanishes in an instant as the struggle resumes.]
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Oh fuck. [And the joking stops. It's all gone very quiet. Too quiet. Only maybe there's Yngvi's heart pounding, and heavy breathing.] Comte! Ser--
[The two words are very brightly spoken, then there's a distinctly meaty thump. Yngvi's cursing is faint but no less vivid for it, and that moment of calm vanishes in an instant as the struggle resumes.]