11-27-2020, 02:10 PM
SEVCON VERBAN
He let out a chuff, rolling his eyes at the jaguar. "I expected that much. Hello, Bossman." He smiled to Stryker under his mask. He stood up, claws digging into the sand, his thagomizer lashing, revealing the annoyance. He could feel a prickling sensation at his paws, and suddenly, he watched as the Jaguar became something far more dangerous. Eye widened under his mask, watching that beast snatch up an NPC and burn it alive within its jaws. An involuntary snarl ripped from him.
Green eyes flickered to Sojourn, but the attention was diverted as she dove to protect her father. His body moved toward the side of the beast, quick and sudden, and he swung on his hindlegs, aiming to stab the dragon in the thigh with his thagomizer. He was already slowly dying, so what was a few missing spikes, or a burned patch on his tail?
"Speech"
" THEY NEVER HAD IT LIKE ME, LIKE ME / THEY NEVER REALLY LIKED ME, LIKED ME! " ————————————————— ˊˎ˗