[It's not the first time he's gotten this reaction from a friend. Ice racing, his year-long stint as a circus elephant, some of the gnarly shit he found while working as a janitor for 10 years...there's a wild tale for almost any occasion, though Vyng rarely tells them.
Of course, he's more inclined to share those snippets into his past lives with other Sleepers. He'd be lying if he said it wasn't fun. Mako's what-the-actual-fuck expression is pure gold, and Vyng can't help but quietly laugh.]
Yeahhhh, that was a big-leagues thing. You actually needed money to compete in those. And if you didn't have money, you used what you could find.
[A beat, before proudly adding:]
My arsenal came from compost.
[Meanwhile, other ships were hurling rib-eyes at their opponents. And while Vyng could rag on rich elven families, he imagines that simple detail would be enough for a former ragamuffin like Mako to understand the kind of inequality he grew up around.]
Smaller races had less shooting. And lower fatality rates.
[As he speaks, Vyng crouches beside his suede bag and starts rifling around for some water.]
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Of course, he's more inclined to share those snippets into his past lives with other Sleepers. He'd be lying if he said it wasn't fun. Mako's what-the-actual-fuck expression is pure gold, and Vyng can't help but quietly laugh.]
Yeahhhh, that was a big-leagues thing. You actually needed money to compete in those. And if you didn't have money, you used what you could find.
[A beat, before proudly adding:]
My arsenal came from compost.
[Meanwhile, other ships were hurling rib-eyes at their opponents. And while Vyng could rag on rich elven families, he imagines that simple detail would be enough for a former ragamuffin like Mako to understand the kind of inequality he grew up around.]
Smaller races had less shooting. And lower fatality rates.
[As he speaks, Vyng crouches beside his suede bag and starts rifling around for some water.]