02-26-2021, 02:58 AM
JORMUNGAND
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Sarcasm was the last thing Jor needed, but at least it was nice to see a familiar face, despite it belonging to the annoying Dante's. "Yea, fuck off." He grumbled. He hadn't really been able to walk properly after the bitch nearly hit bone with its claws, couldn't Dante see he was bleeding? Okay, maybe it was alittle difficult to tell the difference because his fur was black after all. "Thanks, but I'm not in the mood for chit-chat. I need healing and probably anaesthetics."
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