Tucking it into the pocket of his slacks, content to slink away $60 richer.
That is — until he notices eyes resting on him. Did they.. just see all of that?
“I——- uh… was going to turn it in. See if anyone lost it, you know…”
sniffing and snuffling at his cuffed sleeve. Tiny claws tickle the surface of his palm and fingers, though he fights to hold it out steady. ) Hey there, Peanut… you’re a friendly girl, aren’t you? Look at that face.. and that tail. High class little lady, I’d say.
Classic uprising stuff, power to you. I hear that kinda stuff works, so long as you aren’t afraid to, uh.. shoot some guys. ( And, no offense, but… ) .. looks like you’ve already got that covered.
( The rat is surprisingly hefty when she drops into his hold, +
( Probably something more similar to Promethea than Pandora, then. . Maybe even bigger than Lectra City, if there’s *that many rats.
The confirmation doesn’t have his pulse stabilizing, that’s for sure. )
Cutting out your own little home, fighting back against the man… +
Oh, New Yorks big! Real big! And I'll take a portion of it all for myself and the rats, so we don't have to fear the human death squads, pest control!
[ The Kings hand slowly creeped forward, and Peanut, graceful, bitey Peanut, leapt from one furry hand, to one +