12-23-2018, 02:41 PM
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[glow=#000,2,300]☣ —[/glow] The upturn of the female's maw caught his attention as he strolled along, finding the sight to be rather interesting. What had made her so delightful? To Stryker, Rhiannon was a mystery that he wanted to find more about. He couldn't explain it. Her cockiness matched his own and they were truly seeing eye to eye (though, not literally) on some opinions. Even so, the marauder did not know her that well. He never truly went out of his way to introduce his true interests or pasts to others, leaving his secrets with only few trusted individuals, which meant no one really knew him either. All they knew was the cocky, rather revenge-seeking, and thrilling lion. No one knew what lied underneath. Neon hues floated past Rhiannon for a moment, considering walking on, but rerouted back to her eventually. He was interested to see what she had to say. Stryker dropped his plans and started up his act once again, arriving his a cocky grin and a mocking rumble from the back of his throat. "What's making you so bubbly, mama?" he teased. "Surely it can't be some embarrassing moment that I don't know about..." Per usual, the lion was being nosy. The littlest details were always important to him.
[align=center][div style="font-size:14.4pt;line-height:.9;color:#000;font-family:impact;padding:8px;letter-spacing:.7px;text-transform:uppercase;"]——– I got no plans to retire ——–
[ and I'm still the man you admire ][div style="font-size:7pt;line-height:1.2;color:#000;font-family:arial;margin-top:2px;margin-bottom:5px;letter-spacing:0px;margin-left:0px;text-align:center"]Stryker Malus — Kingpin of Coalition of the Condemned — TAGS
[ and I'm still the man you admire ][div style="font-size:7pt;line-height:1.2;color:#000;font-family:arial;margin-top:2px;margin-bottom:5px;letter-spacing:0px;margin-left:0px;text-align:center"]Stryker Malus — Kingpin of Coalition of the Condemned — TAGS