11-28-2020, 02:16 AM
pills don't help, but it sure is funny! ☆ ☆ ☆
MICHAEL TOWNLEY
THE TYPHOON
DEALER
It had been some time since Michael had spoken to Natyli, and that was for good reason. His niece had been understandably pissed off at him after his little leaving and coming back stunt, and he hadn't wanted to force things to get better. He knew that would only end up making her angrier, and push reconciliation off even further – until eventually it maybe didn't even happen. However, he found that he wasn't able to just walk on by when he spotted the draconic jaguar out on the beach that day. He had just been emerging from his hut, ready to get some of his dealer duties done, when he noticed Natyli sitting in the sand, soaking wet with her tail lashing behind her. The thief hesitated for a moment before he approached, head tilted to one side, "Natyli...? Are you alright? You look like you're about ready to tear something to shreds. Or someone..." Her antsy energy was serving to make Michael even more anxious than usual, wondering if he had done something to further anger her. Though, if he had done that, he was sure Roxie would be beating down his door.
☆ ☆ ☆ gimme, gimme some of that vampire money, come on!
— Reggan
— Reggan