( post incoming ) Having received a rousing round of greetings from his dear friends, the Highlander merely grinned in reply as he scooped the garments from his shoulder and balled them up casually.
“Punched a rainbow is it? More like wrangled the damned thing into a headlock and chocked it into submission with these ‘ere muscles. Not that you’d be familiar with such a feat Fatty, unless we are talkin about being on the receiving end of it.†He commented, with a boisterous amount of chuckling, before his eyes shifted to Ave.
As he looked to the woman, he’d step further into her home. The door swinging closed, potentially from one remaining hinge if he had impacted it hard enough. Though before he spoke, that now ball of clothing, would be launched across the room at Franz’ face. Hopefully once he’d absorbed the man in a bright colored nightmare, he would speak.
“Well, someone’s gotta take care of em. I come here and I find a scurryin’ retainer rushin off to find the man some bloomers! What’s goin on here anyway ya she’devil? You two finally in here smashin ugglies? “ Came another burst of that booming voice.
Though even as he spoke, he remained in motion as he patrolled the room in search for more breakfast foods. His stomach demanded it, and he considered the pair friends he could casually take advantage of.
“Seriously though, where’s me breakfast? I’m hungry as a damned behemoth and you two are busy given me some Gorgon eye bullshit. Feed me darn it! Muscles require sustenance!†He laughed as one arm came up and he flexed to the woman with the same cheshire grin.
While he was being his usual loud self, those small eyes were taking in every detail he could of that house, along with their current conditions. Something was certainly off, but he had that vibe before he had even gotten here.
