by Zender_Solarheart » Mon Nov 26, 2012 11:45 pm
(Well, so much for "negotiation"...) Zan thinks to himself as the Cerberus starts a circling charge for him. One head still left functional on that thing, though it seems to be guarding it by staying low to the ground in its charge. A wise decision...but not the best one. "BRING IT, MUTT!!" he shouts, confident in his abilities with his XL System. All he has to do is wait until it's up close, then brain-stab it if it stays low, or impale it through the neck if it jumps high...
...or simply hold position while it bursts aflame...wait, what?
Well well, seems Officer Silent came in with some backup. In all fairness, his intervention was well-timed; Zan was pretty much in a position that if his attack failed, the hound would have a clear shot at biting his head off. "Thanks for the backup, sir...and no offense...but I've heard better one-liners in a Jack Smackem game." Zan then turns towards Rosalie, having heard her pipe up...and is greeted to an eye-full of her chest.
Blushing intensely and turning around, Zan mutters "S-sorry..." and holds his Ace of Spades downwards, much like a medieval knight statue would hold its stone-carved sword. Of all the places her clothes could've been torn at, it just had to be there...
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