When it became clear that she wasn't going to try and keep attacking, Tal stopped retreating and heaved a deep breath of relief. It lasted for about three seconds before his scowl returned and he glared at the petite girl who giggled and spun like she hadn't almost just died. "Y'little-- Of all th'stupid ass-- Y'could've killed yourself!!" Was this what Deimos had felt like dealing with him and Sah, all those years ago? Fuck.
He scrambled to his feet and began to rebutton the Vest before he dusted himself off, feeling a headache coming on as he stalked towards the jungle's edge. "I wasn't afraid of you, kid! I was afraid for you! If you'd hit me--" He waved his hands in frustration as Boreal wheezed her amusement and padded back over to lean against Nova's leg, seeking another round of scritches.
"This's what happens when y'leap before y'look." He started smacking the heads of the tall, bobbing crimson flowers around with a fierce glower. "Where are y'hidin' y'shitty-- Here we go." His grumpy muttering turned to gloomy satisfaction as he found what he was looking for. A preying orchid, bobbing innocently at the jungle's edge, made a lunge for his arm and he pulled it back so the hungry flower smacked into his chest instead.
The silver striping on his Vest lit up, lightning crackling over the armor and frying the plant to a smoking crisp that turned into a pile of ash at his feet before he turned back to Nova. Arms crossing over his chest, he glared mulishly at her while waiting for her reaction.
He scrambled to his feet and began to rebutton the Vest before he dusted himself off, feeling a headache coming on as he stalked towards the jungle's edge. "I wasn't afraid of you, kid! I was afraid for you! If you'd hit me--" He waved his hands in frustration as Boreal wheezed her amusement and padded back over to lean against Nova's leg, seeking another round of scritches.
"This's what happens when y'leap before y'look." He started smacking the heads of the tall, bobbing crimson flowers around with a fierce glower. "Where are y'hidin' y'shitty-- Here we go." His grumpy muttering turned to gloomy satisfaction as he found what he was looking for. A preying orchid, bobbing innocently at the jungle's edge, made a lunge for his arm and he pulled it back so the hungry flower smacked into his chest instead.
The silver striping on his Vest lit up, lightning crackling over the armor and frying the plant to a smoking crisp that turned into a pile of ash at his feet before he turned back to Nova. Arms crossing over his chest, he glared mulishly at her while waiting for her reaction.
