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Remy LeBeau (ace_of_clubs) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,

It would work. The (much) younger man was sitting up then, but not standing, not yet, flinching slightly at the pain in his shoulder and reaching one partially gloved hand around to hold onto it, smearing the bit of blood there but not caring much. It was the actual shoulder that hurt, and it'd be more bruised, come morning. Maybe it'd get him some hot female doctors.. maybe he'd have something to thank Logan for, later.

But it wasn't likely.

"You wan' me to do it, mon ami? I will. I kick your ass righ' here. I wasn' figh'in' t'win, homme, I was runnin' 'way to help you get all 'dat.. rawr-ness outta your sys'em, non? You wan' figh' wit' me? Maybe 'dat's a good i'ea, you see 'den you ain' gon' hur' me. Ain' gon' kill me. I'm lucky, an' I'm good. Je ne perds pas." More French, but this time it was simply because his English failed him. It happened sometimes, when he was thinking faster than his accent would allow, and with French being his first language, it was much easier to speak. No translating in his head, just mind to mouth.