TAKE ME AWAY FROM THIS - INTRUDER

[Stryker]

[align=center][div style="width: 60%; text-align: justify; font-size: 11pt; font-family: georgia;"]☣ — Stryker wasn't exactly going to be thrilled when he arrived. After all, Tsuyu was his property. Most importantly, the ardent was livid that someone had decided to throw a temper tantrum at the desert border. Not only that, but his marauder was disregarded. Upon hearing their scramble and loud pandering, the lion approached with a grim expression across his face and a glare in the direction of Dabi. The scarred feline wasn't his favorite. Quick to react and prone to relentless violence. Under his reign, they would do what they wanted violently with a purpose... At least he thought it would remain that way. For now though, he was unnerved. "Listen to Quill," came his rumble from afar. "He is your superior." With that addressed, he moved onto the next topic. "You disrespect your superior and then proceed to snap back, but that does not even include what you did beforehand, scar-face." A twisted smirk grew on his lips. Cocky as always. He would be aloof and be joking towards Bruce by now, but this had came up. For now he would resume his punishment. "If you don't stop, you'll be whipped to shit just like the rest of the slaves. After all, you do need to be put into place." One more added to the pile wasn't going to be a problem. "Got it?" That said, the ardent's gaze gave a small nod in the direction of Tsuyu, Quill, and Deloria. They all had their faults and made their mistakes, but he was willing to spare them his bullshit. If they didn't get the message though...

A maned head whipped in the direction of Bruce. Slitted green eyes looked him up and down, observing the male similar to the way he had observed his fellow groupmates. A fast figure, something he couldn't stand to chase. The lion's body was for brutality and trickery, not fleeing from the battle. He needed the last laugh every time. Even so, the intelligent and egotistical male could not see through Bruce's facade. They, though, were very similar. Self-preserving and aware of their surroundings. The difference is that he crossed too many lines and succumbed to the violence of the world. Justice was no longer morally the word someone could use to describe his motives, but instead they would use revenge. For now, he only had one reason to evoke that behavior on Bruce. They crossed the border wrongfully. Someone deserved a beating for their actions... "Bruce," he stated. The word rolled off his tongue slyly. "Bruce- Bruce- Bruuuuce," came his mocking cue as he continued speaking. "I think it's time to turn around, Bruce." His scruff furrowed, signaling his discontent.

But he needed to be punished... He couldn't let that go. Using mental manipulation, the lion aimed to seep into Bruce's head. "Or we can perhaps do the opposite and you can come deeper into the lion's den?" With his control, Stryker would attempt to have Bruce walk towards him slowly and stop a foot away from him. "You would be a good addition to the Pitt," he enthused. Then again, he was willing to take anyone. The more on their side, the better. Plus, the more attention and thrill to come his way.

//you never necessarily specified, but do you have any special way you want him to join? do you want him as a slave? a regular member? any injuries? etc etc