( gustave can tell that this teenager is dead serious. reminds him of maelle, truth be told, and part of him wonders how come the situation has attracted a teenager, just not the one he's been looking for.
that being said, the words are incendiary enough for the thugs, and gustave just looks up for a moment wondering why... yet figuring that there's no getting out of this with just words. especially when the thugs approach the boy, with intention to intimidate and hurt.
unable to just stand here and let it happen, gustave hurries forward, grabs at one of the hoodies, and pulls, now shoving the guy away. he stands now between the three and, more important, them and the boy.
suppose he now has done something to deserve their ire. )
Gentlemen, ( !!! ) my arm is my arm, and I will not give it up. Either accept that, or we'll have a problem.
no subject
that being said, the words are incendiary enough for the thugs, and gustave just looks up for a moment wondering why... yet figuring that there's no getting out of this with just words. especially when the thugs approach the boy, with intention to intimidate and hurt.
unable to just stand here and let it happen, gustave hurries forward, grabs at one of the hoodies, and pulls, now shoving the guy away. he stands now between the three and, more important, them and the boy.
suppose he now has done something to deserve their ire. )
Gentlemen, ( !!! ) my arm is my arm, and I will not give it up. Either accept that, or we'll have a problem.
( not u alphi )