yip // 6.10 weekly tasks

[▷killian◁]

It was that time, huh? Time for Killian to try and use his tiny little brain to come up with things for his groupmates to do. So maybe it was a little late in the evening to be doing this but he hadn't remembered until last minute and he didn't want to not do this. What kind of guy would he be if he just didn't do something he had actually asked to do?

He was a tiny bit excited to be doing this anyways; he had a bunch of ideas floating around in that head of his and even if they weren't all good ideas, he could still give them out. Whoever got said not-so-good ideas would just have to suffer. He didn't care.

He trotted along towards the center of their setup, wincing at every step; his shoulders fucking hurt. The bite that Zimavich had given him was certainly not quick to heal. It was in such a terrible spot. Why his shoulders? They were always moving and reopening the wound. It was his fault though.. Not that he'd admit that, of course. Despite being the one to make the training session and give it such loose rules, Killian would put all blame on the polar bear.

Oh, finally. There were enough people around, right? The demon dog sat at the statue he'd seen Beck give away tasks at and took in a deep breath. "Come get your fucking tasks, guys!" He shouted as loud as he could, voice echoing. He snapped his jaws shut and shifted to a more comfortable position. Satisfied that he'd gotten enough peoples attention, Killian waited for them to come up for a task.

"SPEECH"

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