Mr. Ladykiller

((Has none for killing both Goodman and Neil, and feels nothing when attacking/killing others too- if it benefits him, there is nothing to regret. If a Goodman’s wife cried at his doorstep he wouldn’t, or perhaps couldn’t give a real damn.

But as soon as he saw the light fade of of Lana Skye’s eyes, something inside him broke. One could say it was his widely believed to be non-existent heart. He most definitely regretted killing her and it hates that fact, he was so sure it would be just as painless for him as the others were, but he just couldn’t become that emotionally detached.

He also regrets not getting a swimming pool in his office because that was such a missed opportunity.))

((fdgsdf i’m going to try and respond to this seriously uh

He likes how sensitive they are and how a woman will squirm if he touches them. Aaaaaaand he likes to bite them.))

((He’s very attached to his pipe organ, “Belle”, that’s back in his office. Played it non stop, even if an important case was being researched. Sometimes the entire force would be in entire chaos simply because everyone needed Gant and he’d only pay attention to the keys.

Likes to refer to her as the “only woman in his life that’s never betrayed him.”))

((Used to be quite the drinker when he was younger, but as he attempted to climb up the ladder in his career he pretty much stopped. He enjoyed a drink every now and then once he became Chief of Police, at celebrations and what have you. He thinks he’s hilarious once drunk, and acts as if he’s the hunk of the party.

Now that his life and mental state are going down the shitter, he’s drowning his sorrows more frequently, because he has no job or reason not to. Helps him forget certain unwanted memories or feelings.))

((When she became a food seller who hung out around the police station, it made him laugh. He never felt intimidated by her presence at all, he viewed her as a burnout who just didn’t know when to move on.

He didn’t thought she was capable of much and was very sexist towards her behind closed doors, more than he is to other women. This may be because of her blonde hair and wonderful assets.))

((Why))

((his sexuality))

((He has no guilt about killing him. None at all.

Although, back in the good old days, he believed Neil could have done greater things, but perhaps dying was the better option for him- Gant believed he was just as easily lead as Lana, and would have soon become just another pawn in his games.))

((Oh boy. Thanks to his growing bloodthirst and those rumours flying about about Jake and Lana, this guy isn’t exactly in the best light in Gant’s mind now. Not that he ever was. His eagerness to find out what really happened to his brother irritated him to no end. It’s as if he was that one kid in class who just had to eat the freaking glue. Gant believes he was the source of all rebellion ideas planted in his underlings’ minds. 

He’s as irritating as a fly and in Gant’s mind, as disposable as one. If he gets confronted by the cowboy, he’s not going to put much effort in holding himself back.))

((Adored her back when they were the duo. Used to compliment her beauty and intelligence in front of others, showing her off like a trophy he had won- but never ever thought they were equals in any way.

He’s unsure about his romantic feelings for her now, they’re definitely not as strong as they used to be. It’s not something he likes to dwell on for long so it’s unlikely he’ll sort himself out and get his mind to snap out of the older memories any time soon. One thing is certain, if Gant has any weakness, it’s her.))

[Eyebrows raise] Hoh ho! How strangely tame! Hello there, dear.

That’s not quite my name, but good try, little girl! Do you need something, perchance?

Is this suppose to frighten me, old boy? Hah! If that were your goal, it would be more effective to tell me my mother was coming to town!

I’ve dealt with many a brain-dead slowpoke in my time, you see. Not naming any names, of course! Hoh hoh ho!

A painting? Oh, we have an artist on our hands, do we? Hah! How splendid! May I see some of your work? I was always a fan of visiting the old gallery in my younger days.

Me? Oh, I’m merely a retired old man, or if you wish to have the more exciting version, I am an Ex-Chief of Police! Hoh hoh ho!

Yes, I quit the job several years ago, and now I simply bask in life’s simple glow, swimming and lounging all day. It’s very enjoyable!

((oh stawp it you

/handflop/))

Now, you are simply stating common knowledge there, my little grey friend!

Hoh hoh ho! I joke, I joke! Although I am rather taken aback by such an absurd compliment.

I suppose thanks are in order and, ah.. right back at you, old chap?

ஜ۩۞۩ஜ▬▬▬▬▬SORRY I DROWNED YOUR ENTIRE FAMILY AND MADE MEALS OF THEIR INTERNAL ORGANS▬▬▬▬▬▬ஜ۩۞۩ஜ

No, no trouble at all, little lady! Ho ho! Don’t address me as Sir, much too formal for my tastes. You may call me Mr Gant, my dear, Mr Damon Gant. For that is my name! Ha!

Ah, I’m incredibly well, actually. And yourself, Miss…?

[He snorts]

Well, it would be unfair to Worthy not to, hm?

…Reeling off women from my past, are we?

I’ll take off points for originality for a start.

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I honestly do not believe he would appreciate such a thing, not since the poor boy is leaving and all.

Oh, but that’s cheating, little Miss.

And there’s no room for cheaters here.