" . . . Haaaah... Oooh, you /fucked/ up now. "
The potion clearly worked, but perhaps Lambert doesn't know what he's in for?
Poor fox added a gallon of gasoline to a roaring fire.
! ! !
The moment the countdown ended, Kakula's entire body shook. A deadpan stare met the fox, mouth agape, visible remnants of the potion lingered in Kakula's mouth.
A step forward.
A hungry, lustful smile forming.
Claws, rising.
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-> Oops, it was actually a love potion - temporary, but Kakula's going to end up with a sore ass in the morning. It has an 'unfortunate' side effect of making the drinker a hardcore verse-switch.
Still placed lower than his 'himbo boyfriend' though.
Smirk!
" 'Very well', so I get to sock your shit in? Deal. "
- Swipe. -
- G u l p. -
Just like that, he's drunk it. Rather energetically, too.
Chucking the bottle aside, Kakula smacked his lips.
" . . . Yuck. Sweet...
-> twitch and head cocks ajar. Bartering wasn't necessarily Lambert's thing; most of the time, either his charm or his skills as both scientist and doctor were enough. But hell, he knew that this was secretly the most powerful batch of his libido tonic yet.
❛ Very well. ❜
@MOONCH1LDREN --Nah, the only way I'm drinking this shit is if I get to put that snarky smile of yours into the /dirt/.
Otherwise, the hell's in it for me? Using this shit in the tournament's overkill. ”
God knows what's in that thing.
He'll drink it - if it's worth his time.
@MOONCH1LDREN Battle-smart's a form of genius in its own right. There's a reason Lambert's 'genius' didn't get him far in the tournament.
Kakula's smile immediately faded.
Arms crossed, a frown, looking at the summon with a dissatisfied stare.
“ ...Hold the hell on.
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