WILL HEAVEN STEP IN ;; open- meltdown

[align=center][div style="width: 60%; text-align: justify; font-size: 11pt; font-family: georgia;"]☣ — Stryker had been present for the event, watching in the back with slitted eyes focused on the scene. He wasn't particularly interested. Another day, another execution. Still it was never something someone could get used to unless they were a sadist, but since these ones did something to wrong them- no, him- then there was a valid reason to do such a thing. For now, he was simply proving a point. Later though... Who knew. After awhile, someone had to have fun with their job. Still, something like this was unexpected. The ardent snapped out of his haze as soon as the rumbling began to power through the room and the shrill screech reached his ears. Ears flattened quickly, but he did not put a paw to them. Instead he watched.

Observing closely as he approached slowly, the lion's head craned. For such a young and small figure, she was full of potential and power, something he would of never expected from such a soft adolescent. If he could harness that power in the future for the Pitt's sake, then they would do great things. In the moment though, he had to evoke her to calm down herself with his guidance. 'Bryn,' his mental manipulation attempted to send telepathically. 'Stop.' He wasn't going to urge her further. Stryker's words were stern and to the point. If she chose not to listen, that was her mistake.

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