S'demyx mumbled under his breath, "'Come' she says, like I am some common house cat."Â
His glare momentarily hardened at his client's back, quickly removing the wooden tag around his neck and dropping it into the hand's of the Lalafell.Â
"Try and return him in one piece!" She joked, before walking off, trying to sell the arms of the few remaining mercenaries.
He followed the Highlander, watching her carefully as he stayed at an arm's length away. His face appeared stoic - perhaps even a bit annoyed as it always looked.
"I usually like to know who I'm working for, and what exactly I'll be doing," He sassed, crossing his arms upon his chest. His slightly chipped battle axe clanged against the back of his armour with every step he took.
His glare momentarily hardened at his client's back, quickly removing the wooden tag around his neck and dropping it into the hand's of the Lalafell.Â
"Try and return him in one piece!" She joked, before walking off, trying to sell the arms of the few remaining mercenaries.
He followed the Highlander, watching her carefully as he stayed at an arm's length away. His face appeared stoic - perhaps even a bit annoyed as it always looked.
"I usually like to know who I'm working for, and what exactly I'll be doing," He sassed, crossing his arms upon his chest. His slightly chipped battle axe clanged against the back of his armour with every step he took.