( she's seen the hungry shape of his ego, in glossy photographs, in the guts and viscera of the survivors he ditched on her goddamn property, like a naughty cat leaving dead mice at her door. she's seen him at his meanest, evilest, ugliest, knew him as ghostface long before she ever knew him as danny. no sense pretending he doesn't miss it. the legion may have been the entity's eternal children, but they sure as shit weren't dumb. )
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( she's seen the hungry shape of his ego, in glossy photographs, in the guts and viscera of the survivors he ditched on her goddamn property, like a naughty cat leaving dead mice at her door. she's seen him at his meanest, evilest, ugliest, knew him as ghostface long before she ever knew him as danny. no sense pretending he doesn't miss it. the legion may have been the entity's eternal children, but they sure as shit weren't dumb. )
you ain't never liked the fog much, huh, jules?