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Post by Noah Nørskov on Dec 16, 2015 15:46:57 GMT -6
"Wouldn't dream of it" the hunter replied with a slight smile. He hadn't expected Garm to lick the man's face, but he appreciated the break in tension. The sirens were getting clearer in the distance though, and being a hunter doesn't afford him any lenience with the law when there's a body in such close vicinity. It was time to leave.
"See you around, Blondie, Feathers." With a turn of the heel he was about to start down the alley before he caught the feathered man's eye. Continuing in the same unfalteringly calm tone he's been using the whole night "or perhaps, hope to see you never." With a full smile this time he took his leave.
Wagging it's tail, Garm rubbed against the poor victim of it's slobbery tongue before sniffing around the ground and hurrying off in another direction excitedly.
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Post by shraider on Dec 16, 2015 15:54:13 GMT -6
Sighing, Des watched the two depart with a raised brow, all the while absentmindedly wiping his face.
"We should leave."
"MMmmhmm" The blonde hummed, holstering his gun before slinging his arms around his companions neck.
"Where too? Home?" Hektor opened his wings, readying to leave. Hopefully the rest of the night would be relaxing.
"No way! The nights still young. Let's hit another bar."
Hektor rolled his eyes, but took off anyway. With Des, a relaxing night was usually to much to ask.
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