06-19-2020, 10:53 PM
"You cut off your own arm?" There was shock in his voice, he heard it too. Why would someone do that? He laughed, "What are you some sort of hero?"
Durante shook his head. "I'm not a hero. I just do a job."
Allan laughed, "Modesty. You hunt monsters for what fun? You don't get paid for it."
He shrugged. "Not anymore. But I did. We get a stipend. But I'm a traitor. I work at a burlesque and with the cops right now." He looked like he wanted to say more but he just kept the amused look on his face.
Allan was having a hard time believing any of it. "What was that creature at gala?"
Durante shook his head. "I'm not a hero. I just do a job."
Allan laughed, "Modesty. You hunt monsters for what fun? You don't get paid for it."
He shrugged. "Not anymore. But I did. We get a stipend. But I'm a traitor. I work at a burlesque and with the cops right now." He looked like he wanted to say more but he just kept the amused look on his face.
Allan was having a hard time believing any of it. "What was that creature at gala?"