ADDICT ♡ MEETING [ 2/1 ]

[michael t.]

YOU NEVER GAVE UP ON ME; WHY DON'T YOU?
I'LL NEVER KNOW WHAT YOU SEE; WHY WON'T YOU?

The time had come yet again for a meeting, and Michael had to admit that he was still pretty excited. Even if it had been a few weeks since Roxanne had properly taken her place as The Typhoon's new captain, the dealer was still proud to see her up there. He had a small grin on his muzzle as he made his way over, waving up at his sister as he settled beside Goldie. He mainly sat on the other side of her for her sake, since he knew she had been a bit rattled as of late. Not that she didn't have plenty of reason to be, considering the recent incident with Ninazu. Just the thought of what that bitch had done caused Michael's claws to sink against the ground, a soft sigh leaving him before he nudged Goldie with his shoulder. Smiling softly up at her, he muttered with a calm hum, "Excited for your first meeting proper? I'm sure Rox is glad to see you here." The presence of another skull charm was not lost on the dealer, but he tried his best not to think too hard about it. After all, it wasn't as if Goldie was dead. She was right here.

Roan then arrived shortly afterward, the siamese's tail flicking behind him as he moved to sit down. His horn was beginning to slowly grow back, and that was something he was grateful for – particularly since others kept staring at him. He really hated that part. He was fine, after all. The damn Iron Forged had barely done anything to him.

— Reggan