JOUSTUS GENIUS ☆ invitation

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REDVOX "VINNY" ABRAMO - cis male - goat-bat hybrid - harbinger

A simple fucking no would have sufficed.

The moment Miller opened his mouth, Vox already knew something was wrong. That tone was far from friendly, and the male felt his large ears pin down to his head, something skin to a snarl twitching on his face. There was the faintest flash of razor sharp bat fangs before Vinny forced himself to relax, the claws on his wings digging down into the earth beneath him as he resisted the urge to lash out. Vin was far from a violent man, and Tanglewood hadn't done anything to provoke anger before this, but to act like this? Utter arrogance and rudeness in the face of the leader of a foreign group? It was chaotic, and stupid, and it certainly didn't endear Vox to them in any capacity. Vin said softly once Miller was done, his teeth faintly clacking together as he spoke, "Is this how all Tanglers interact with foreign leaders? Sounds like a bad policy, if ya ask me." His green eyes were narrowed at the male, before they flicked over to Leroy, the canine who was evidently in charge of the place. The hybrid's short tail dragged against the ground behind him, kicking up dust and plants as he repressed the anger festering inside him. It was difficult to cause the gat to snap, but Tanglewood seemed as of it had an urge to press all of his buttons. The male listened to Leroy's drivel with an unimpressed gaze, finding his view of Tanglewood more and more soured. Perhaps he would need to have a discussion with the other high positions when he returned home – he wasn't sure they still deserved their neutral status. Vox continued once Leroy was done, his eyes flicking to Feza and Abathur respectively, "The dance will be takin' place on the 24th. If any tanglers decide ta show up, we'll be as happy to party with ya as the rest."

Feza was next to speak, and the hybrid's gaze softened slightly as he listened to her words, a sigh leaving him. She truly had been as brainwashed as the rest of them, hadn't she? Everyone here seemed to think the Pitt was one singular entity, that they were all Jervis and thus they were all rotten bastards that wanted to see everyone around them dead. Vox wanted to spit at the assumption, considering he had lived among them and knew full well there were good Pittians. Many, in fact. Looking straight at Feza, Vin mumbled evenly to her, his head cocking to one side, "The Halls are not defenseless, miss. We've got good members who are proud ta make sure everyone is safe, and that's how we'd keep everyone else safe as well, without any fightin'. I'd ask ya ta reconsider, but I know I can't change ya mind if it's made up. Just know that if ya end up at our dance, I won't be th'one ta tell." Vox's eyes then flicked back to Leroy as he grunted, getting up to his hooves and wings, "Well, it was a pleasure ta meet ya, General. But I've got some other, hopefully more civilized groups ta go to. Whether this invitation was an insult or not... well, it wasn't meant ta be, but I'm leanin' heavily into havin' it be one." He offered Leroy one last toothy smile to show off rows of bat fangs before he turned and trudged back over the border, towards his next destination. Hopefully Elysium would have more sense.

( all ic opinions, of course!! )