01-06-2020, 10:04 AM
[align=center][div style="text-align:justify;width:55%;font-family:verdana;"]Well, shit. Kaz was a real, decorated Tangler now, and he'd only been here for, what - three weeks? Four? He didn't think this sort of thing would come so soon, but he wasn't complaining. He appreciated having Snarl at his side, too, if only because he knew her workflow and found it easy to keep up, and to work alongside her. The spider wasn't so bad either, once you got past appearances. "Ah, thank you, sir."
Then, the Pitt - he didn't need to be reminded. His ribs still ached from the impact. As Leroy winds back down with a discussion of clan traditions, Kaz's ears prick as he gives an interested hum; the mask vigil sounded a bit more like capture the flag, with the added fun of claws and teeth. It would do well to show him who, exactly, made a formidable opponent - nobody seemed particularly interested in fighting when he'd asked them to spar, so perhaps they needed the vigil's incentive. (Disappointing, the fact that they needed a reward - Kaz would work that out of them, eventually.)
OP was running out of muse, because they just woke up and could barely keep their eyes open. Waking up at seven in the morning was a little jarring when they'd spent the entire break prattling about 'til noon. They needed some coffee, stat. In spite of the narrative lapse, Kaz adds, "If you're taking offers, I'd like to handle tasks for the coming week."
He'd light a fire under all their asses, as soon as Leroy gave the go-ahead.
Then, the Pitt - he didn't need to be reminded. His ribs still ached from the impact. As Leroy winds back down with a discussion of clan traditions, Kaz's ears prick as he gives an interested hum; the mask vigil sounded a bit more like capture the flag, with the added fun of claws and teeth. It would do well to show him who, exactly, made a formidable opponent - nobody seemed particularly interested in fighting when he'd asked them to spar, so perhaps they needed the vigil's incentive. (Disappointing, the fact that they needed a reward - Kaz would work that out of them, eventually.)
OP was running out of muse, because they just woke up and could barely keep their eyes open. Waking up at seven in the morning was a little jarring when they'd spent the entire break prattling about 'til noon. They needed some coffee, stat. In spite of the narrative lapse, Kaz adds, "If you're taking offers, I'd like to handle tasks for the coming week."
He'd light a fire under all their asses, as soon as Leroy gave the go-ahead.
[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