Oh, yeah, Metacarpal Island was going to eat this girl alive. With ketchup and a side of fries. It wasn't in Tal to just walk away and leave her to her grisly fate as fertilizer for the toothy plants that called the dreadful isle home, but he was pretty shit at being properly heroic and inspirational.
He was, however, extremely good at being an abrasive twit, with years of practice to fall back on. And if that could get her off the island? Then he'd call it his civic duty for the day and be done with it.
He certainly seemed to be off to a good start, if the lift of her chain was any indication! "Oh, I'm watchin'," Tal assured her, smirk settling back over his features as he crossed his arms over his chest to wait on her leisure. She made a grand gesture and he eyed her, secretly tense as he waited for the attack to come, just in case it was stronger than the last one.
A refreshing splash of sea spray moistened his face, causing Tal to blink and shake a few drops from his hair. His defenses failed as he missed his chance to dodge, but only because he was still waiting... and waiting... until he began tapping his finger impatiently on his bicep. "Any time now. I don't got all day, kid," he huffed impatiently, not realizing that the spray of sea water had been an attack and not just a natural spume from a nearby wave.
He was, however, extremely good at being an abrasive twit, with years of practice to fall back on. And if that could get her off the island? Then he'd call it his civic duty for the day and be done with it.
He certainly seemed to be off to a good start, if the lift of her chain was any indication! "Oh, I'm watchin'," Tal assured her, smirk settling back over his features as he crossed his arms over his chest to wait on her leisure. She made a grand gesture and he eyed her, secretly tense as he waited for the attack to come, just in case it was stronger than the last one.
A refreshing splash of sea spray moistened his face, causing Tal to blink and shake a few drops from his hair. His defenses failed as he missed his chance to dodge, but only because he was still waiting... and waiting... until he began tapping his finger impatiently on his bicep. "Any time now. I don't got all day, kid," he huffed impatiently, not realizing that the spray of sea water had been an attack and not just a natural spume from a nearby wave.
