Already Gone

[align=center][div style="width: 60%; text-align: justify; font-size: 10.2pt; font-family: arial;"][glow=#000,2,300]☣ —[/glow] Odd. Stryker had been keeping an eye on Jeriside after his attempts on his well-being, but did not expect the demon to be helping this pitiful figure... if you would even call this an attempt to help. The lion, finding sympathy, wandered out from the shadows. He had no experience in these so-called 'demons' or whatever the two had gotten involved in, but perhaps he could of be of some help. It was only natural. There was a beast inside the stranger that obviously needed to be tamed. Seeing that he had turned slaves into warriors and traitors into loyals with the simplicity of torture and manipulation, perhaps this was a new experiment for him? That was crossing a line though.

After listening, Stryker nodded slowly. "I see," he enthused curiously. Neon eyes shifted over towards Jeriside, unsure of what else to say. Even so, he wasn't trusting of the other 'Pittian' to talk any further after their circumstances. "Perhaps I can help you." 'I', not 'we'. Jeriside was no longer involved in the Pitt's equation after his betrayal. "Though," came his weary tone, "I am unsure how to."