06-26-2018, 09:25 PM
[align=center][div style="width: 51%; text-align: justify; font-size: 10pt; letter-spacing: -1px; font-family: georgia;"]Church hadn't had the best experiences with Freelancers, to say the least, especially with Tex. Everyone said that he still had feelings for her, but really, he only saw her as a friend after their failed relationship. Although he hid it, he did feel pretty uncomfortable with her around, especially with her murderous streak. So, naturally, he was wary of the ones with no alliances. His team wasn't the best, and the Reds were annoying as hell, but they were definitely better than the unpredictability of Freelancers.
His attention is ripped away from Caboose when he notices someone else approaching, quickly on edge again as he doesn't recognize this person at all. He doesn't get the same flick of recognition he had when he had first seen the other canine, so he can only assume it's someone he isn't already familiar with. His fur bristles slightly, instinctively stepping in front of Caboose. This place was new to him, and he wasn't sure what kind of creatures were around.
As they get closer, he quickly realizes they're a lot larger than him. Uh oh. If things got ugly, he definitely didn't have good chances. But then they stop and begin to speak, asking him where he had gotten his helmet. The question confuses him for a moment, the male sparing a glance back at said accessory before replying. "I got it from the military. Now who the hell are you?" it probably didn't make much sense to the stranger, but whatever, it was the truth. Plus he didn't feel like making up excuses.
Then another person appears, and he regards them with the same treatment, wary as she introduces herself as Suiteheart. Weird name. Knowing what she was called did make him feel a tad better, though. An enemy wouldn't give out their name. "Uh, sorry to say, but I'm not entirely sure, either," he explains briefly, frowning at how stupid he must have sounded. "The Ascendants? Is that some sort of fucking code-name?" he narrows his eyes at that, unsure. This whole situation is frustrating and really, he'd give anything to be back in that boring ass Blood Gulch with Tucker and Caboose, even if they were both annoying as hell.
"SPEECH"
His attention is ripped away from Caboose when he notices someone else approaching, quickly on edge again as he doesn't recognize this person at all. He doesn't get the same flick of recognition he had when he had first seen the other canine, so he can only assume it's someone he isn't already familiar with. His fur bristles slightly, instinctively stepping in front of Caboose. This place was new to him, and he wasn't sure what kind of creatures were around.
As they get closer, he quickly realizes they're a lot larger than him. Uh oh. If things got ugly, he definitely didn't have good chances. But then they stop and begin to speak, asking him where he had gotten his helmet. The question confuses him for a moment, the male sparing a glance back at said accessory before replying. "I got it from the military. Now who the hell are you?" it probably didn't make much sense to the stranger, but whatever, it was the truth. Plus he didn't feel like making up excuses.
Then another person appears, and he regards them with the same treatment, wary as she introduces herself as Suiteheart. Weird name. Knowing what she was called did make him feel a tad better, though. An enemy wouldn't give out their name. "Uh, sorry to say, but I'm not entirely sure, either," he explains briefly, frowning at how stupid he must have sounded. "The Ascendants? Is that some sort of fucking code-name?" he narrows his eyes at that, unsure. This whole situation is frustrating and really, he'd give anything to be back in that boring ass Blood Gulch with Tucker and Caboose, even if they were both annoying as hell.
"SPEECH"