A mighty roar erupts from the formerly sleep panther. She shakes her large head free of his poor excuse for ganga and visually locks onto his stumbling frame.
“YOU’RE DEAD!”
Her proclamation comes across far deeper when fully panthered out.
The heart of Hathor to be exact. It’s Africa’s second largest, colonized ruby. Pantha’s efforts yield just enough of the Fox’s distinct casting signature to provide a general departure direction.
“Playing hard to get are we? No matter..”
@BESTIALSADlST “I don’t drink while working.”
She answers promptly, not missing a beat from the current song playing.
“But you can buy a private dance in the Champagne room.”
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@BloodSoaking Pantha excitedly leaps from her seat, flipping forward so she lands at the door.
〝 I do. A hunter’s blood is the sweetest. Besides, a little exercise will do these ravishing temples some good. 〞
〝 I suppose. 〞
Her pupils narrow at Vampirella, almost as if a slight warning were within her gaze.
〝 If we don’t have each other’s backs, no one shall. 〞
@DevilishSonja The changeling suddenly tackles Sonja, attempting to move the pair of out of range from a energy-based, sneak attack.
〝 My aim wasn’t to intimidate, but to warn. 〞
@BloodSoaking 〝 In their defense it /is/ legendary. 〞
She sits up, crossing her legs.
〝 Well, maybe not here. But other cities are probably being plagued or something. C’mon V, I can’t be in a place without prey. 〞
@BloodSoaking 〝 If anything we should do /more/ around this time of year. The spooky kind of crimes always rise in number the closer we get to Halloween. 〞