08-31-2020, 12:54 AM
[glow=black,1,400]WATCH YOUR TONGUE, OR HAVE IT CUT FROM YOUR HEAD ! — 。+゚.[/glow]
Stryker's haunch would be somewhat correct; Caesar certainly wasn't here to help Ninazu in her meditating and was likely going to prove himself to be a nuisance. The savannah fought himself from rolling his eyes whenever Stryker spoke of his nickname, once again the fur on his shoulders twitching in anger and discomfort at being called 'Spots'. "Thought I said not to call me that." Caesar grunted, briefly looking over at the Kingpin as he spoke. "What's there to be meditating for? It's not like that'll help us do jack shit." Did he mean him and Stryker personally, or Coalition of the Condemned as a whole? Who knows.[glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:・゚[/glow]
'TILL I'M NUMB, 'TILL I'M BLISSFUL !
bio ★ male ★ rogue, no group ★ tags ★ plot with caesar!