HANDS ON THAT CHAMPAGNE // Jormungand

[glow=white,1,400]I NEED A SHOT AGAIN, THAT SWEET ADRENALINE ! — [abbr=DANTE NORTHWEST, THE PITT, PITTIAN, 8 YRS, SINGLE]｡+ﾟ.[/abbr][/glow]

"I highly doubt Gael will let them attempt to slaughter you. That's why I suggested getting 'im in the first place." Dante once again shrugged in response. He didn't care what the panther did in reality, though if the guy did get killed, he would be losing a friend that he enjoyed being around. A drinking buddy, if you will. "Sojourn is unconscious, huh?" He echoed before taking another squig of his drink. "Probably 'ave to just wait fer her to come back." What was going on in the Coalition's hierarchy wasn't his business either, they had to figure that shit out. Although if The Pitt was going to attack the Coalition, that would have been great information to know.[glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]