08-31-2019, 03:26 PM
[glow=#2b0505,2,300]ENTITLED BASTARD[/glow]
Well. Someone had caught him in his bluff, causing a smirk to appear upon his maw. Their polite greetings always had a second meaning to them. The Pitt wasn't exactly friendly. At least he thought so. Jervis was only projecting himself though, seeing that he expected the rest of the clan to follow him. Unbeknownst to him, they weren't willing to follow his every word. Even so, the leader saw them as his goons. If they didn't comply, then he'd eliminate them from the agenda accordingly.
Luckily there were always replacements. Volatiletimes, though showing attitude, seemed to have good potential. "You just didn't let me finish my greeting," Jervis remarked cockily. "Now you'll never be able to hear what I have in store for you." A shame. In the future if there was a problem though, Jervis surely already had plans for the small maine coon. At least he thought so. Size doesn't matter... These days at least.
Despite the man trying to deflate Jervis' own ego, he held his head high. With a nose pointed at the sky and eyes wide with confidence, he replied. "I think you'd fit right in," the fox noted. "Welcome to The Pitt." For a moment, his gaze shifted towards the others who reminisced in silence. Sovietsnow's subtle movement set off an alarm in his head, along with Aine's displeasure, but he strived to keep a positive attitude. Tension, though admirable sometimes, was not welcome currently.
A golden eye moved back towards the feline. He hoped for the others to give them their attention also. "My name is Jervis, your leader," continued the narcissistic fox. "It's a pleasure to have you."
DISOWNED [glow=#2b0505,2,300]tags - penned by orion[/glow] DISGRACELuckily there were always replacements. Volatiletimes, though showing attitude, seemed to have good potential. "You just didn't let me finish my greeting," Jervis remarked cockily. "Now you'll never be able to hear what I have in store for you." A shame. In the future if there was a problem though, Jervis surely already had plans for the small maine coon. At least he thought so. Size doesn't matter... These days at least.
Despite the man trying to deflate Jervis' own ego, he held his head high. With a nose pointed at the sky and eyes wide with confidence, he replied. "I think you'd fit right in," the fox noted. "Welcome to The Pitt." For a moment, his gaze shifted towards the others who reminisced in silence. Sovietsnow's subtle movement set off an alarm in his head, along with Aine's displeasure, but he strived to keep a positive attitude. Tension, though admirable sometimes, was not welcome currently.
A golden eye moved back towards the feline. He hoped for the others to give them their attention also. "My name is Jervis, your leader," continued the narcissistic fox. "It's a pleasure to have you."
dog with disease, you're the king of the sleaze
DEATH ON TWO LEGS
misguided old mule with your pigheaded rules
( ♛ ) —————— [color=#4C0900]tags. & the pitt. & red fox. & deceased.