06-27-2020, 11:54 PM
(This post was last modified: 06-28-2020, 12:04 AM by VIGENERE CIPHER..)
[glow=white,1,400]EVERY FEELING IN MY BONES TELLS ME TO LASH OUT AND TELL YOU TO FUCK OFF ! — ｡+ﾟ.[/glow]
Indeed, Bloodhound and Vigenere seemed to have a lot more in common than they realized - funny, considering Vigenere always believed that no one would be able to relate to him. It was one thing to lose family; it was another entirely to watch your loved ones die in front of you. Sure, the demon was used to death in a sense, considering he was technically a soldier - but they had all accepted their duty, they all knew that any day could have been their last. Vigenere didn't expect his position to be ripped away from him by merely being related to a troublemaker, though.
That would explain how he seemed to know combat well, of course. Vigenere was proud of that fact, though it was mostly because being apart of the King's Guard was considered a high honor back home. Perhaps not here on Earth - considering there wasn't really a "King's Guard", but it was something he was proud of nonetheless. "My paw has healed fine." Vigenere mused, recalling how Caustic and Aurum had been on him about getting it checked out. Perhaps it would have healed sooner than it did, but with some help from NPCs, he was able to get it healed up. That isn't to say, however, it wasn't going to brake easily now. "I'm glad Keter was there, they helped me walk during the tremors." God, fuck, he should really talk to Keter about that.
But bringing up Caustic and Octane did spark a little memory from Bloodhound's joining. Sitting down and wrapping his tail around his paws, Vigenere went on, "Speaking of Caustic and Octane, you seemed to know Caustic whenever you first joined. I take it you have been acquainted before?" Strange, considering Caustic seemed to like keeping to himself. Octane, though, not so much; he could believe that Octane probably made a name for himself somewhere out there.[glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]
That would explain how he seemed to know combat well, of course. Vigenere was proud of that fact, though it was mostly because being apart of the King's Guard was considered a high honor back home. Perhaps not here on Earth - considering there wasn't really a "King's Guard", but it was something he was proud of nonetheless. "My paw has healed fine." Vigenere mused, recalling how Caustic and Aurum had been on him about getting it checked out. Perhaps it would have healed sooner than it did, but with some help from NPCs, he was able to get it healed up. That isn't to say, however, it wasn't going to brake easily now. "I'm glad Keter was there, they helped me walk during the tremors." God, fuck, he should really talk to Keter about that.
But bringing up Caustic and Octane did spark a little memory from Bloodhound's joining. Sitting down and wrapping his tail around his paws, Vigenere went on, "Speaking of Caustic and Octane, you seemed to know Caustic whenever you first joined. I take it you have been acquainted before?" Strange, considering Caustic seemed to like keeping to himself. Octane, though, not so much; he could believe that Octane probably made a name for himself somewhere out there.[glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]