01-04-2020, 08:27 PM
[align=center][div style="text-align:justify;width:55%;font-family:verdana;"]He picks upon the scent first, the voices second. The pieces arrange themselves quickly after the initial shock of sensing The Pitt, again. Kydobi had done little to persuade Kazuhira that there was anyone in that group worth saving, but it seemed the powers that kept the group at bay (or rather, tried) were paying a visit to ensure all was still well.
(Because time was a construct made by capitalists to sell more clocks, and all that.)
"Pleasure to meet you, Goldenluxury." He'd only picked up on the tail-end of the conversation, but he'd caught her name in the midst of the chatter. Kaz offers a brief wave, though it probably comes off as an awkward half-salute. "Miller, recent joiner. Ah, congratulations on your successes in The Pitt. I hope they're... Under control."
(Because time was a construct made by capitalists to sell more clocks, and all that.)
"Pleasure to meet you, Goldenluxury." He'd only picked up on the tail-end of the conversation, but he'd caught her name in the midst of the chatter. Kaz offers a brief wave, though it probably comes off as an awkward half-salute. "Miller, recent joiner. Ah, congratulations on your successes in The Pitt. I hope they're... Under control."
[align=center][div style="font-size:12pt;font-family:verdana;color:#4c5461;letter-spacing:-2pt;"][i][b]—-— I GET [color=#4c5461]MEAN WHEN I'M
NERVOUS, LIKE A BAD DOG
NERVOUS, LIKE A BAD DOG