07-14-2018, 01:24 AM
JERSEYBOY
The bigger animal had immediately responded to his inquiry on the outfit, and he had responded, "Regulation Mark 6 armor," if he knew what that was. No, he didn't fucking know what it was. Was this common knowledge or something? Did this guy take him for an idiot? Stubbornly, Jerseyboy would retort, "No shit, I know what armor is." Just... not this specific brand, he supposed. "Just neva' seen someone wearin' any before." Someone besides a human, that is. It was quite strange to see an animal wearing armor. Why would they need armor, anyways? They had their claws and their teeth, and if this guy was lucky, he'd have those fancy-shmancy powers to defend himself. Jersey was still quite weirded out by the people who had powers, as a city boy who had grown up around normal humans. Back where he came from, nobody had powers. If they got hit, they hit back with their bare paws. It was all fair play; well, at least some of it was.
Like Church, Jerseyboy had only been apart of one clan before deciding to take up traveling again, and that group had been Snowbound. All of his shit was still over there, and he figured that he had to go back again to retrieve the items. But, for now, he was going to kick back and see what was happening in these parts. His olivine eyes darted over to the other who had approached, this time a canine of sorts. And... they had a helmet on as well. This caused his eyebrows to furrow in slight surprise, and the tuxedo cat scoffed, "What — does everybody 'round here wear this shit or somethin'? 'Cause I ain't puttin' one a' those on my head." If it was some sort of rite of passage or something, then he'd get out of here as soon as possible. These guys already seemed like a load of freaks (save for Imperia). Nonetheless, he had learned where he was currently standing. The Ascendants, huh? That sounded familiar, but he had never heard much other than its name. "I'd like ta' crash here for howeva' long, if yous are alright wid' it." The New Jerseyan said, his thick accent present in his words.
Like Church, Jerseyboy had only been apart of one clan before deciding to take up traveling again, and that group had been Snowbound. All of his shit was still over there, and he figured that he had to go back again to retrieve the items. But, for now, he was going to kick back and see what was happening in these parts. His olivine eyes darted over to the other who had approached, this time a canine of sorts. And... they had a helmet on as well. This caused his eyebrows to furrow in slight surprise, and the tuxedo cat scoffed, "What — does everybody 'round here wear this shit or somethin'? 'Cause I ain't puttin' one a' those on my head." If it was some sort of rite of passage or something, then he'd get out of here as soon as possible. These guys already seemed like a load of freaks (save for Imperia). Nonetheless, he had learned where he was currently standing. The Ascendants, huh? That sounded familiar, but he had never heard much other than its name. "I'd like ta' crash here for howeva' long, if yous are alright wid' it." The New Jerseyan said, his thick accent present in his words.
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