10-16-2018, 05:09 PM
[size=9pt]"Hold the fuck on." Says Moon, sporting glassy, painfully sleepless eyes and the attitude of someone who's experiencing caffeine withdrawal like no other. He stands a couple of feet from Titan and gives him a look so disbelieving it's almost concerning. Running? Absolutely not. "You want us to do laps?" Again, with the melodramatic emphasis on words. "Jesus, Titan. I knew you were some breed of demon, but I didn't realize it was the type that'd make us do cardio." A long pause, and then he waves his paw in the air and turns away. "Training session cancelled. I'd rather be served up as Filet de Lion in a Sunhaven Deli than run."
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