04-29-2021, 10:20 AM
[glow=white,1,400]I NEED A SHOT AGAIN, THAT SWEET ADRENALINE ! — [abbr=DANTE NORTHWEST, THE PITT, PITTIAN, 8 YRS, SINGLE]｡+ﾟ.[/abbr][/glow]
A response that was monotonous, seemingly devoid of emotion. That was rather concerning, but Dante didn't want to press matters. He could get like that too under the influence of some drugs, whether it was intentional or not. Not that the hybrid thought Jormungand was drugged up, of course; the panther made it clear that he wasn't much into the drug scene. Which was understandable.
"Whatever you want to, I suppose." Dante suggested with a shrug, eyes narrowing for a moment as the air around Jormungand appeared to take shape and seemingly snap around him. Interesting, that would be useful for defense. But not something Dante could manage. Hell, he wasn't even sure if he could control any of the elements (though it would be cool, that's for sure).[glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]
"Whatever you want to, I suppose." Dante suggested with a shrug, eyes narrowing for a moment as the air around Jormungand appeared to take shape and seemingly snap around him. Interesting, that would be useful for defense. But not something Dante could manage. Hell, he wasn't even sure if he could control any of the elements (though it would be cool, that's for sure).[glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]