「 ❝ PRETTY LITTLE GANGSTER ❞ ┊ JOINING 」

[ISIDORE.]

[align=center][div style="borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; width: 500px; padding-bottom: 17px; overflow: stretch; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"]"But no one can ever get as weird as you, Moon ..." His words were carried along the breeze that passed over the hills, the serval passing through with it. Often he took himself too seriously, but now he was learning to choose his battles a little better, to float along with the tide as best he could. Sometimes the currents would push against him, and he would have to fight his way to the surface, but for now, he was good. That's why his comment was chimed in with a small grin and a chuckle, peering between the three males, Zjarr, Moon, and ... "Bugsy, was it? Uh, I'm Isidore-- Dory, you can call me Dory, nice to meet you." He blinked a few times, dipping his head toward the Beaceron. He nodded his head, sucking silently on the inside of his mouth for a little bit before putting his attention back on the joiner. "Ah, you're a little cut up there, huh? We can get that sorted out ..." Dory glanced to Moon momentarily, though remembered he was no longer a healer. He supposed Imperia would be around though, if Bugsy really cared to have them patched up.