"Apparently, I am the person who shot Vayne. Or so these fine upholders of the law believe," Balthier replied, wincing as his wrists were jerked behind him. "Do you mind? I rather like my arms attached, thank you," he snapped, his eyes wandering the crowd to spot Cid as he came storming over in all his white-booted glory.
With a cocky little smirk, he shook his head. "It matters not, Cid. Once they realise they have absolutely no proof that I am a murderer, I'll be free as a bird. Of course, at this rate, my arms will be ripped from their sockets..." Did they have to be so rough? Honestly!
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Date: 2010-03-01 06:51 am (UTC)With a cocky little smirk, he shook his head. "It matters not, Cid. Once they realise they have absolutely no proof that I am a murderer, I'll be free as a bird. Of course, at this rate, my arms will be ripped from their sockets..." Did they have to be so rough? Honestly!