LAYER CAKE | o, request

[FELIKS]

[align=center][div style="text-align: justify; width: 60%; font-family: georgial; font-size: 11pt;"]Inquisitively turning around at the sound of another voice, Feliks gave a brief nod in return to Lucifer before turning himself back around to face the boss. Curses found their way into his mind as he scolded himself for being too loud, signs of losing his careful edge painfully obvious as he spoke loud enough for others to hear. Deep down he knew better, deep down he knew of spies roaming 'round every single corner, but it was too late to apologise now. This was a little too important to just whisper into the Captain's ear, if it wasn't public then action may never happen. With a hawk-like gleam in his emerald eyes, Feliks listened to and watched Pincher as he spoke with conviction. Good, at least he was taking it seriously now that someone had brought the concerns to him, and being able to cause some discord within the territory... admittedly it excited him. A parted beak would've been showing teeth if he had them, wings flapping in preemptive anticipation of invading the Pitt's territory, offering a wild look to Lucifer once more as they seemed to be partners in this. "Whoever causes the most commotion wins," he challenged the bigger male, snorting. Sure, Luci had advantages in terms of his powers, but the gryphon had the motor mouth, no amount of fire and fury could match up to him when he was on a roll. "Whoever leads the raid gets a -20 penalty unless they're me, so who's gonna take charge?".