Scaramouche
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“You idiot!”
You yelled to the man in front of you, who had comfortably sat himself down on the couch. Scaramouche and you were partners in assassin work, but he could go a little… rouge sometimes. Shooting random bystanders was never a good idea, but he thought it was.
You were obviously scolding him, but his thoughts were set elsewhere. He was sharpening his knives, not paying attention to your lecture.
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