09-04-2020, 11:16 AM
STRYKER HARBRINGER ☣ COTC
The commotion grabbed the Kingpin's attention, notably the loud 'thwack' that echoed across Caesar's head. Stryker rerouted his path from his daily patrol and arrived within seconds. Green eyes narrowed at the group. Everyone had their reason. Caesar, contrary to popular belief, was following a leader's orders. Even so, he was being unnecessarily violent and would throw the stranger off. In the meantime, Ninazu was scolding Caesar. Rightfully so in his opinion, but was it necessary? Finally, the stranger was calling an edgy psycho, causing the Kingpin to snicker lowly. For now, they seemed to be neutral. Ultimately, Stryker deemed them to be peaceful.
The lion looked down. He considered kicking dirt in the male's face. "While you have a point, Spots, we need more populace too," the lion shot towards the earthly feline. "Don't scare a willing contender off, dumbfuck." Ninazu's idea of putting the feline in the ground made a place in his head, noting it for future reference. Caesar always damned himself. Impulsive cunt. In the meantime, he offered the female a wink. "Thank you, Ninny." A smirk met his lips momentarily.
Turning towards the stranger, he let out a huff. "At least you understand the rules here, though," he commented. "No that comes in goes out." His gaze looked the stranger up and down, assessing their psychical advantages and disadvantages. Stryker was internally questioning their use within the Coalition of the Condemned. Slave? Wanderer? That all depended on their answer though. "You're within the Coalition of the Condemned, tough guy." Green orbs moved back up to look at Barei. "Why are you here?" Stryker hoped his answer was truthful. Otherwise, they would have an issue and he'd gladly let Caesar out of the ground.
The lion looked down. He considered kicking dirt in the male's face. "While you have a point, Spots, we need more populace too," the lion shot towards the earthly feline. "Don't scare a willing contender off, dumbfuck." Ninazu's idea of putting the feline in the ground made a place in his head, noting it for future reference. Caesar always damned himself. Impulsive cunt. In the meantime, he offered the female a wink. "Thank you, Ninny." A smirk met his lips momentarily.
Turning towards the stranger, he let out a huff. "At least you understand the rules here, though," he commented. "No that comes in goes out." His gaze looked the stranger up and down, assessing their psychical advantages and disadvantages. Stryker was internally questioning their use within the Coalition of the Condemned. Slave? Wanderer? That all depended on their answer though. "You're within the Coalition of the Condemned, tough guy." Green orbs moved back up to look at Barei. "Why are you here?" Stryker hoped his answer was truthful. Otherwise, they would have an issue and he'd gladly let Caesar out of the ground.
I'm back like a vertebrae and I come with a hat full of tricks, Everybody's waitin for the show to begin
— Reggan