07-23-2018, 05:56 AM
Way to go, Lewis. Already being somewhat scolded by the leader of the clan yet he didn't seem,to care as he bit down on his tongue in order not to yell back, Atbash didn't understand so he needn't share any personal information about himself yet seeing the ghost step forward made the half dead creature take a step back and growl at the other. When the Order had been around, Vader had picked several people from different places to become part of this "hidden" group and he recalled what his grandfather said didn't like about said Vader. Rick had prohibited anyone to join the Order or they would have been punished in some way, Lewis or Cosmicpaw at the time had never told Rick of what he was doing no. He had only been there in the Order for one person alone and that had been Number Nine, her reasoning being that she had wanted to be become stronger to be able to protect those that she loved. Cosmo had decided to do the same especially with how skittish he was, he swallowed at the memory feeling his throat having dried a bit as he heard the other's next question once he had realized who he was.
His gaseous tail lashed a bit in the air and recalling that the last time he had ever seen Vader or Anakin, whatever alias he decided to take on, had lifted him by his mane as a hellhound or had intentions of killing him if he remembered properly. "Don't get near me and I should be fine," He said bluntly with his lips peeled back to reveal lavender-ish fangs. Why was he acting differently? This wasn't the asshole he had known back in the day, the very same one he had rebeled against and released his enemies like Po. Had death really change him like that? No. No. He was too stubborn to admit to it, he continued to watch the other through narrowed pupils not showing any emotions on his face but tension was clear in his stance. He would sit down once more but only after he had stepped away from the other, did he somewhat relax. Force knowledge. His ears twitched a bit more but he didn't utter another word.
His gaseous tail lashed a bit in the air and recalling that the last time he had ever seen Vader or Anakin, whatever alias he decided to take on, had lifted him by his mane as a hellhound or had intentions of killing him if he remembered properly. "Don't get near me and I should be fine," He said bluntly with his lips peeled back to reveal lavender-ish fangs. Why was he acting differently? This wasn't the asshole he had known back in the day, the very same one he had rebeled against and released his enemies like Po. Had death really change him like that? No. No. He was too stubborn to admit to it, he continued to watch the other through narrowed pupils not showing any emotions on his face but tension was clear in his stance. He would sit down once more but only after he had stepped away from the other, did he somewhat relax. Force knowledge. His ears twitched a bit more but he didn't utter another word.