08-05-2018, 09:08 PM
[align=center][div style="0px; width:450px; height:auto; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height:13px; color:black;"]Satisfying, why was it so satisfying to hear his neck snap like that. Such a sharp and definite sound that there was no way to say anything other than that was death. Her eyes just looked down at the body as she looked at the lifeless corpse, not even really seeing it. Her head tilted to the side for a moment and she was just still, breathing slow and steady and the tapping had stopped. It was just silent save for those that were there and had witnessed the scene. Her ears slowly pulled forward as if she were waking up from some kind of dream though some would say that this was more a nightmare than anything else. And then Washington's voice lifted up into the air, breaking that quiet, that stillness and she narrowed her gaze before turning to look at him. His first question was a puzzlement to her. Bury the body? Her head tilted to the side a bit and she allowed a small smirk to pull at the corner of her muzzle before she moved to look at the body, shifting the legs here and there before giving a light sigh. "We aren't going to bury it. I have some other plans in mind and besides I doubt we need to bury the enemy at all, they can have him back." She'd give him back to them.
Though she was definitely curious of what Washington was talking about. Standard protocol. Indeed they did need to make a reconnaissance team to go and scope out the Typhoon territory. They had gotten information on them as they were a pirate like group and it was most likely that they lived on some remote island as thieves tended to isolate themselves from others. But she figured that Bastille would want to approve of such a plan. They were members after all and they couldn't just go off and do things at their own pace. "Agree, put one together if Bastille says it's okay. I've got something to do." With that said she grasped the corpse by the back of the neck, head lolling and she walked off with it.
Though she was definitely curious of what Washington was talking about. Standard protocol. Indeed they did need to make a reconnaissance team to go and scope out the Typhoon territory. They had gotten information on them as they were a pirate like group and it was most likely that they lived on some remote island as thieves tended to isolate themselves from others. But she figured that Bastille would want to approve of such a plan. They were members after all and they couldn't just go off and do things at their own pace. "Agree, put one together if Bastille says it's okay. I've got something to do." With that said she grasped the corpse by the back of the neck, head lolling and she walked off with it.