& i sing hallelujah, ripped through my veins
The alchemist waited. He waited for the blood lust to arise, for the primal need to kill and crush and ruin to fog through his thoughts and utterly blank out rational thought. He waited for his claws to want a similar satisfaction to what they'd experienced when they crushed through the punking only a few hours before.
Nostril's twitching, the manticore looked blankly down at Ronin for just a moment, before bearing his enumerable teeth in a grin. Unable to laugh really, he half-growled as he was want to do as a lion, shaking his maned-head slightly as if to silently rebuke Ronin his poor adjudication of the situation.
Remi had won the dick swinging contest forever.
Stepping towards the hunter, the large creature lowered a shoulder before shooting his counterpart a silent stare. A question, an offering.
Hop aboard.
Nostril's twitching, the manticore looked blankly down at Ronin for just a moment, before bearing his enumerable teeth in a grin. Unable to laugh really, he half-growled as he was want to do as a lion, shaking his maned-head slightly as if to silently rebuke Ronin his poor adjudication of the situation.
Remi had won the dick swinging contest forever.
Stepping towards the hunter, the large creature lowered a shoulder before shooting his counterpart a silent stare. A question, an offering.
Hop aboard.
i heard the hammer drop, my blood in the rain
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
