aim for the head / joining

[BUBONICPLAGUE]

[align=center][div style="width: 500px; padding: 10px; height: auto; overflow: auto;"][div style="width: 400px; padding: 0px; line-height: 14px; text-align: justify; font-family: helvetica;"]blind eyes lifted to where the dinosaur approached, shifting his paws over the ground to feel the rumbling of her steps. he snorted at the nickname she gave him right off the bat—bubbagum. god, he hated nicknames, at least when they came from a tongue other than lirim's. though he knew he would not hear their sweet voice for a long time again, as they both seemed to have some... business to attend to. bubonicplague's business? he wasn't quite sure yet, but he'd figure out eventually. he always did.

"no tour." the wolf grumbled out, sightless gaze turning to thea. it was true that his name was somewhat... tasteless, but there was no name better for the old demon. it suited him; a crude name for a crude man. perhaps bill had been good for one thing. bubonicplague twitched an ear at her remark about his appearance, shifting pure white eyes to his pitch body as if he could see how he looked, before they returned to the leopard. "only briefly." he murmured plainly. he'd only been in the ascendants for a short time, but it was better than most of the other groups that took refuge in this land. bub wrinkled his nose at the thought and leaned his weight onto one leg. "if that's all, then," he rumbled, moving to push past eternalwar. "goodbye."