[ talking trash under my window ] - open; earring

[michael t.]

ALL I FOUND THE SPACE BETWEEN THE SPACES
STANDING IN THE NOTHING, AND TIME RECLAIMS YOU

Grim Rays. It was certainly an interesting choice of division, considering what Michael had seen of Danny in the past. However, he wasn't going to question it. After all, what division Danny wanted to go into was his decision, and if he believed he would be happy in the Grim Rays... well, that would be great. Perhaps he just wanted to get stronger with them. After all, he hadn't seemed like much of a fighter in the past, but that didn't mean he couldn't be, with a bit of help.

It was because of this that the dealer offered Danny a grin, his bob of a tail twitching behind him as he muttered, "Like Vayne said... the Grim Rays will be lucky to have you. And I'm sure Diya will be happy to have you join... besides, our very own Captain Rox was the head of the Grim Rays for a while. I'm sure that she'll be glad to hear it." There was no doubt she'd probably gloat about Danny choosing the Grim Rays rather than the Blackjack Rats, but that was fine. After all, Vayne had chosen the Rats as her primary division, and Michael was happy with that.

Speaking of his niece... as Vayne moved forward to give Danny a hug, the thief had to actively bite back an amused grin, not wanting to embarass the canine. While he didn't know the full extent of Danny's crush on Vayne, he also didn't really need to. Even without crushes, the other had proven himself to be a rather awkward fellow. There was little doubt in Michael's mind that the other would be flustered by the hug, and he also knew that Vayne probably wouldn't notice. She was so upbeat and affectionate with others... it made sense that she'd want to give Danny a hug, to commemorate the occasion.

It wasn't long before the dealer was distracted from both Vayne and Danny, however. The approach of Harland often snatched Michael's attention away from what he had been focused on, and now was no exception. He glanced over in the feline's direction, a smile curling on the bobcat's muzzle as he waved a paw towards Har. His casual happiness with the other's presence was thrown off when Harland chose to sit next to him, however. The feeling of the other feline's fur pressed against his own caught him off guard, and he suddenly felt heat rushing to his face. Thankfully, any potential blush was covered by his thick black fur, hiding it from the world around him. Even with how stunned he was, though, he didn't pull away from the comforting presence of Harland beside him, a small smile on his face in spite of his best efforts.

It seemed that he couldn't laugh at Danny's awkwardness too much, considering how much of a mess he currently was around Harland.

— Reggan