04-17-2022, 12:19 AM
A familiar voice made his ears twitch, and he turned to face Kold, who had made a remark about his dumping a bounty into the Crimson Nile. Jack's muscles tensed at first, unsure of how to react to someone spectating him disposing of evidence of a crime. Then again, Kold was a Pittian, and even if she wasn't, it's not like she would care about his hunts in the slightest. He let himself relax quickly after, enough for him to be able to respond to her after a few beats. "If no one else wants these bodies around, the river monsters here would surely be glad to have them." He nodded towards the blood red river as he spoke, alluding to the aquatic creatures known to consume the carcasses that have been deposited in the waters. He considered his act to be beneficial for at least two parties: himself and whatever lay beneath the surface.
It seemed like there was rarely a moment in the Pitt in which Blackjack could breathe and not be approached by some other member. Truthfully he felt annoyed by the idea, but over time he had adjusted to the others' much more extroverted selves and even began to willingly show up in the central plaza. Though he still vastly preferred to spending nights by his lonesome (or with the silent Oscuro), he admittedly didn't abhor conversation as much as he used to. "What brings you here tonight?" the feline asked in an effort to remain polite to the other.
It seemed like there was rarely a moment in the Pitt in which Blackjack could breathe and not be approached by some other member. Truthfully he felt annoyed by the idea, but over time he had adjusted to the others' much more extroverted selves and even began to willingly show up in the central plaza. Though he still vastly preferred to spending nights by his lonesome (or with the silent Oscuro), he admittedly didn't abhor conversation as much as he used to. "What brings you here tonight?" the feline asked in an effort to remain polite to the other.
[glow=#f4c430,2,300]how to rob men blind[/glow] — ♠