PARTNERS IN CRIME |♦| dual-joining

[michael t.]

Being stared at while someone's mouth hung open at the mere sight of seeing you... well, it wasn't an expression Michael was unfamiliar with. However, he was usually seeing it because someone had caught him stealing their stuff, and it meant that he needed to bolt damn near fucking immediately if he wanted to live. This time though, the fugitive knew that he hadn't stolen anything from these guys, so seeing that expression gaping back at him was a little confusing. It almost made the bobcat want to say something, but just as he was opening his maw, Raiden began to speak, hastily introducing himself and his companion. They seemed like an odd pair to be joining up, but he didn't have too much room to speak on that. They might not have come originally as a pair, but one could definitely say he and Trevor were an odd couple that had graced the Typhoon. Although it seemed as though these two best friends were actually just best friends, and not lovers in denial – well, it had been one side in denial, but still.

Shaking his head to clear his irrelevant thoughts away, Michael sighed before speaking up in a meow, "Nice to meet the two of you, I guess. My name's Michael De Santa, but you can just call me Michael. Or any Mike related nickname you want, I don't really care." Most people didn't even bother asking before they gave him a nickname, so he had become so desensitized to it all that it hardly mattered to him anymore. Giving a quick roll of his shoulders, the bejeweled feline smirked slightly before continuing, "And in joinin' the Typhoon, you're in for a world of adventure. We're pirates, after all. You know, all that shit. Pirate's code, thieves, drunks... generally a lot of us are just pretty boring, though." At least, he was. And Roxie had gotten a little bit more boring, ever since she had a bunch of kids, which was understandable.

[glow=#75603C,1,000]" oh, it's a setup, no, no, we won't fall. "[/glow]