BRING OUT THE MACHINE GUNS // open, visitor

[SÉAMUS]

[div style="width: 450px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; font-size: 8pt;"]— shouldn't have done it now there's blood in the water
Is that who I think it is?  The faerie snorted quietly as he slipped out of the jungle's shadows.  His sharp sea-green eyes lit up deviously.  Give me an excuse, please.  He flicked an ear as he stood at his daughter's side, flexing his claws.

Just to taunt the exile, he nudged Keona slightly, smirking. "At your command, Sibi."  For she outranked him, and the captain had left her in charge during the days she was supervising the Pitt.  The second Keona ordered an attack, the Irishman planned to do good on it.  Maybe they could throw Caesar in a cell -- or simply feed him to Kalayavan.
[align=right]word of mouth there's a snake in the garden — SÉAMUS Ó FAOLÁIN ☠