LONG LIVE THE VILLAIN | o, joining

[FELIKS]

[align=center][div style="text-align: justify; width: 60%; font-family: georgial; font-size: 11pt;"]"Holy fuck, your face is weird as shit," the hybrid retorted as soon as Pincher opened his mouth, finding that a joke of such a low caliber didn't require much thinking power from the older male. It couldn't be helped, the days of having an erupting call similar to a bald eagle were long gone, Feliks at least had the gall to improvise and make the most out of a bad situation. Part of him was sure that the leader was referring to another part of his call as strange, but insecurity was a funny thing and in the face of someone with so much power, the emotion just got amped up that tiny bit more. Still, even despite showing signs of being offended by the observation, the gryphon's expression quickly turned into something more jovial. Past a gritting yawn and sleepy eyes there was a grin and flash of non-existent eyebrows, muscles relaxing as he prepared for some socialising. He'd missed talking to people within the several hours it had taken to arrive at the Typhoon, it felt like a waste of a day to be muted and alone even if the majority of those with functioning brains tended to be prickly fellows. Sometimes the hybrid was no exception, at least right now his priorities were away from this conversation despite his desire to talk. Feliks was just a very confused geezer, he didn't know what he needed 90% of the time.

For a while he was silent, quietly musing on what to say as Pincher brought up Snowbound. Narrowed eyes suggested that something about the various scents enveloping him had brought some sort of nostalgia within the other, and Feliks couldn't help but smirk at the subtle gesture. Least he ain't a blind little poppet. Even if dumb leaders were easy to run circles around, sometimes the male didn't have the patience to work around their complacency. "Something like that, aye," he kept the details vague to be provocative, figuring that if there was a problem with him abandoning the Ascendants then it could be brought up by someone else. Some days he just didn't want to be a motor mouth. "Figured I'd go on me holidays around here, sip on a coconut or two, get myself a hula skirt to dance in, that wouldn't be a problem would it?". Noticing that he hadn't technically been accepted into the group yet, Feliks turned his tone to be peppy once more - who could say no to happy hula dancing?

/ oof tired post