HANDS ON THAT CHAMPAGNE // Jormungand

[JORMUNGAND Di ANGELO]

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He sat next to the hybrid with a huff. "Well, it all started with Aphra having the wonderful idea that dragging me to them to help her look after my kids." The word was spat, he still harbored deep hatred for pretty much everyone he had met there save maybe Inferno and Sojourn. The wounds on his body burned but he ignored it, allowing only a grimace to slip onto his maw and reached for the bottle, sniffing at it's contents. "Yeah, anyways Sojourn got mad and killed something, which turned my Bloodlust on so I killed one of their enemy, which nobody apart from Romulus seemed to mind." At the thought of the other the jaguar snarled before taking an aggressive gulp of the liquid, coughing as it burnt his throat. "He got all pissy-faced about it then a while after that I was taking a walk and found this drunk girl wandering in their territory. So I thought to myself, since I'm a guest, I'll just get rid of it. Then there'S a wholeass fight, everyone heard of  it, now both Tanglewood and they are up my ass and I'm just counting the days before I get shipped to the edges of eternity.  Everyone's super pissed, Dante. What do I do?" He let a low groan get muffled by a snort before looking at his friend, tail twitching.

#psychosocial.