Jan 25, 2011 15:20
Destiny.
Sometimes, it's all you have.
Peut etre, le Destin brought me, la Boucher, here. Perhaps. Perhaps it then made me a butcher once again, gave me everything I had before la guerre. Perhaps, Major, you were shown l'avenir, and I was shown la passe. Shown what j'ai perdu.
Le destin, yes? C'est difficile.
[Private to Mal - entirely in French.]
Odd, how I don't think I've talked to you before, and yet, we got stuck together, anyway, isn't it?
[Private to John]
Can I borrow that Bible, again?
((ooc: Clapet's a bit wibbly wobbly today, and he's mainly thinking aloud. So switching languages like a boss without really noticing. Words in order are: perhaps, destiny, the butcher, the war, the future, the past, I've lost, destiny, 'it's difficult'. Don't worry, he might be wibbly, but he'll still stab people who come near him.))
post-apocolyptica,
clapet believes in destiny,
prefers your job to your name,
sulky sullen frenchman,
so very french french french,
a serious profession don't you know?,
survival is key