06-06-2018, 04:05 AM
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SOMEBODY SHOWED YOU ALL OF THE HORROR-
YOU WEREN'T BORN WITH IT!
[W]iskerSOMEBODY SHOWED YOU ALL OF THE HORROR-
YOU WEREN'T BORN WITH IT!
[div style="background-color:#BG COLOR;width:90%; overflow: stretch;text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt;color: #E0EEEE;"] If Argus was disappointing with the other's lack of response, she didn't show it. Instead the Officer seemed a little bit more earnest in her subtle threats. Even at the sound of the other's joining. It made her smile a little more sharper if nothing else. Well, he'd be staying until Argus scared him off, if nothing else she would prank the hell out of him. While Argus had a like mind to becoming an honest beast of war, on her downtime and- more relaxed moments of peace she liked to keep the rest of the clan on their toes.
Another victim In either ways. Joining would only prolong the exposuretorture. To say she was delighted was a little of an understatement. Her grin subdued a little, but her voice got more friendly and her eyes a little darker as she leaned back giving the other his space as Argus' clanmates started to gather and question him as well- welcome him and his little companion. "Welcome to the Typhoon then, Ash. Please mind the badgers, they are around here somewhere."
Her wings settled closely at her side, tucking back into her form within one motion. The light tinge of sea fresher on her but the undercurrent of ash and blood that is usually her scent still cling under the scent of the typhoon. She is at ease, and while mostly teasing with her threats of death, the air around her is easy While her red eyes are dull and dark there is a glimmer of light within them, the set of her soldiers is only result of of her wings taking up her back. Katana hidden under the feathers- even the hilt pushed back so the edge of the sword almost pokes out near her tail.
"Welcome home." Its kind of a saying, something Argus hopes to preserve from when she was first welcomed. She didn't even let Krataa drag her down. Imagine that.
Another victim In either ways. Joining would only prolong the exposuretorture. To say she was delighted was a little of an understatement. Her grin subdued a little, but her voice got more friendly and her eyes a little darker as she leaned back giving the other his space as Argus' clanmates started to gather and question him as well- welcome him and his little companion. "Welcome to the Typhoon then, Ash. Please mind the badgers, they are around here somewhere."
Her wings settled closely at her side, tucking back into her form within one motion. The light tinge of sea fresher on her but the undercurrent of ash and blood that is usually her scent still cling under the scent of the typhoon. She is at ease, and while mostly teasing with her threats of death, the air around her is easy While her red eyes are dull and dark there is a glimmer of light within them, the set of her soldiers is only result of of her wings taking up her back. Katana hidden under the feathers- even the hilt pushed back so the edge of the sword almost pokes out near her tail.
"Welcome home." Its kind of a saying, something Argus hopes to preserve from when she was first welcomed. She didn't even let Krataa drag her down. Imagine that.