09-04-2018, 07:50 PM
[align=center][div style="width: 60%; text-align: justify; font-size: 11pt; font-family: georgia;"]☣ — Stryker didn't like considering Tsuyu a slave outloud, but inside he knew that's what he had done to her. The lion had used her as his pawn. There was no turning back from that point on, but he liked to think that she was still as annoyingly joyful as ever (just with a little slight etch for violence and listening to his word). Usually, he could care less, but at the moment, he had to acknowledge what he had done as he watched her from the sidelines with a curious gaze. At least she seemed to at least find peace (he was unsure if that was the right word to even call it, truthfully) and a purpose here within the Pitt.
As Quill approached, his eyes trailed after him. For now, the lion wasn't so content on being a social butterfly as he usually was with the public. With Snowbound stressing him and thoughts on his mind, he'd rather sit in peace and watch Tsuyu peacefully fish in the hot sun.
As Quill approached, his eyes trailed after him. For now, the lion wasn't so content on being a social butterfly as he usually was with the public. With Snowbound stressing him and thoughts on his mind, he'd rather sit in peace and watch Tsuyu peacefully fish in the hot sun.