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[glow=#000,2,300]☣ —[/glow] Kilgore. The name rolled off the tongue, catching the ardent's attention. Neon eyes flickered over to the shouting buffoon with a smile slowly crawling onto his maw. He could already tell this one was interesting. Perhaps even an attention seeker like him, but Stryker wasn't too interested in psychoanalyzing any Pittian when they were introducing themselves. That was for later. No one liked a rude awakening as their first impression.
Gigantic paws lead their way over towards Ninazu, stopping at her side eventually. "My name is Stryker if we're introducing ourselves," he enthused. "It's quite the pleasure, Kilgore." Having someone named 'kill-gore' was ironic for a warbound clan, but he absolutely adored the name. It almost reminded him of 'Kilgrave'. For gods sake, his name was Stryker.... He couldn't judge. In the meantime, his gaze shifted towards Ninazu. She seemed to cover all of his points and questions he wanted to ask, seeing that Kilgore seemed unfamiliar to the two of them.