12-16-2018, 02:57 PM
[align=center][div style="width: 60%; height: auto; font-family: verdana; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; line-height: 13px; border-bottom: 5px COLOR solid; padding-bottom: 5px; color: COLOR;"]Kilgore hadn't been to one of these before. Obviously. He wasn't very good at keeping still, his haunches fidgeting and his shoulder blades restlessly moving back and forth as he half-sat half-stood, listening the best he could. Something about Sunhaven. The Typhoon. Ninazu and The Rosebloods... wait! Ninazu and the Rosebloods? Oh no. That was awfully mean of them, and Kilgore quite liked the medic from the times he'd seen her around, so he didn't see why they'd target her when she was so nice. The world was unfair. His ears flattened and he forced himself to still, listening more closely, wagging his tail when he heard his name called because Stryker noticed him. Then there was something about this Yes-Man animal, whoever he was, and he felt bad. Stryker didn't sound like he liked that, which initially confused him because Stryker seemed happy over that other dead guy from the other day, but whatever. "Nope!" he yipped. He'd never complain.