Jul 17, 2010 10:48
[Stango's mirror is sitting at a very neat, tidy desk, making very neat, tidy notes. His corkboard is impeccably organized. He's peering into the mirror, watching his counterpart pace and talk to himself and scribble his own rather less neat notes. On his face is an expression of quiet disapproval, maybe even a little sadness.]
Whatever happened to the benefit of the doubt? Geeze, Ben. Just don't do anything reckless. You can't afford to be burnin' bridges.
[His voice has the same thick New York drawl, but he's more softspoken, and there's a certain rhythmic lilt to his speech that makes him almost soothing to listen to.]
mirror!benny stango