06-02-2018, 06:08 AM
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SOMEBODY SHOWED YOU ALL OF THE HORROR-
YOU WEREN'T BORN WITH IT!
[W]iskerSOMEBODY SHOWED YOU ALL OF THE HORROR-
YOU WEREN'T BORN WITH IT!
[div style="background-color:#BG COLOR;width:90%; overflow: stretch;text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt;color: #E0EEEE;"] Argus tended to drink alone mostly because she didn't get drunk at all when she did drink, and she needed to be when the questions started flying about the whys. She was in the typhoon to help, and to be a welcoming part of society, sure. But there was only a good amount of tolerance she could handle on her backstory, if any at all. The only way someone could learn a anything from her was when she committed something offhandedly. Her history was so expansive and interchangeable and she wasn't a fan of listening to other's judgement on it. And gods if she didn't sound old saying that, but technically she was, she lost count of ehr actuall age, if her current body was a good two years kickstart on it.
That wasn't to say that she didn't visit the tavern. If nothing else she visited to steal some of the expansive alcohol supply from the community to go drink herself tipsy. She sometimes went in to pester the bartender in telling her what the hell was the the jungle juice they always served to the newbies- argus being one of the first to fall victims to the typhoon's "entrance ceremonies". Today she didn't have much of a reason, coming after a pair of joiners she stepped in under the guise of checking the weapon stash he stored in one of the barrels- when she spotted the newcommer... Vanessa being harassed by a few Npcs.
Argus was not stupid nor blind. Vanessa was pretty and argus while she competently swinged that way was not looking for any sort of romance or fling at the moment. She was more convinced the black wolfett was with the other half of the joining pair- Wade, if nothing else. She could see the discomfort on the other's expression as she entered the pub, and it made argus all the more defensive.
So the officer did what she was good at. Argus was decidedly an intimidating presence without trying to be. All dark and brooding and dangerous. She had scares and red eyes and white fur that showed clearly how messy her eating habits were. She never went to the length of letting the blood dry on her, but she always had a few dots of whatever she ate the night before somewhere. She sat down on the other side of the newbie. Bringing her large wing to shadow the other's back- hopefully cutting off the attention of the other NPC's. She planned to turn and level them a very dangerous glare. Full of silent threat that they would be made into mincemeat and feed to the fishes.
" You alright Vanessa?" The officer turned her attention after they left or hopefully backed down, Pulling her wing away from behind the other and offering a apologetic grin towards the other.
That wasn't to say that she didn't visit the tavern. If nothing else she visited to steal some of the expansive alcohol supply from the community to go drink herself tipsy. She sometimes went in to pester the bartender in telling her what the hell was the the jungle juice they always served to the newbies- argus being one of the first to fall victims to the typhoon's "entrance ceremonies". Today she didn't have much of a reason, coming after a pair of joiners she stepped in under the guise of checking the weapon stash he stored in one of the barrels- when she spotted the newcommer... Vanessa being harassed by a few Npcs.
Argus was not stupid nor blind. Vanessa was pretty and argus while she competently swinged that way was not looking for any sort of romance or fling at the moment. She was more convinced the black wolfett was with the other half of the joining pair- Wade, if nothing else. She could see the discomfort on the other's expression as she entered the pub, and it made argus all the more defensive.
So the officer did what she was good at. Argus was decidedly an intimidating presence without trying to be. All dark and brooding and dangerous. She had scares and red eyes and white fur that showed clearly how messy her eating habits were. She never went to the length of letting the blood dry on her, but she always had a few dots of whatever she ate the night before somewhere. She sat down on the other side of the newbie. Bringing her large wing to shadow the other's back- hopefully cutting off the attention of the other NPC's. She planned to turn and level them a very dangerous glare. Full of silent threat that they would be made into mincemeat and feed to the fishes.
" You alright Vanessa?" The officer turned her attention after they left or hopefully backed down, Pulling her wing away from behind the other and offering a apologetic grin towards the other.