 Slytherin by heart
Armand made his way into the lab, pocketing the potion he had picked up when he went to meet Derek in the first place. Though, he did start thinking of ways of trapping Derek so they they could talk freely. Well, almost freely. He would have to get to know this man, after all, and be able to be on civil enough terms with him that they could cooperate. To be honest, he hated the man's stubbornness- It's not the stubbornness you hate, it's the- Not to mention being mouthy- Come on, Armand. Don't kid yourself. You know what it is. The man was far too emotional and rash for this kind of work. That's right. You don't hate anything that's similar to me, do you? What's dissimilar is what is angering you, whether you show it or not.
Alright, quiet you. I do need to talk to him, and commentary will be unnecessary.
As you wish.
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Armand and Damien Beta-Erikson
Named for Legends
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