Thread:Feed Her To The Wolves/@comment-34928186-20191112022657/@comment-36459171-20191123225050

"The answer is simple: drop him." He offered without even a hint of pity in his voice. He didn't understand the bond between family or friends and simply viewed everyone as pawns, including Eisidisi. Let your pawns do the dirty work so you don't have to get your hands dirty; that was his philosophy. "Or put him to work. Otherwise, he's useless." He scowled with a discouraging tone. As long as that human had been living with his people, Kars hadn't seen much of him, maybe glimpses here and there; the boy wasn't really social.

His brows began to furrow as she began to discuss her height in an increasingly angry voice. He pressed his back against a nearby wall, regarding her with his normally bored gaze. "I never understood the whole height thing." He admitted, his blood red gaze studying her diminutive frame. "Being short gives you an advantage over large opponents." He spoke methodically. Somehow, he always managed to turn the conversation into battle strategies.

He watched calmly as she began tearing away at the statue with her foot. She can't control her anger. That's a bad thing to have when in conflict. He thought to himself. He gazed down towards her as she gave him a light punch, his body stiffening as he slid back. "Instinct." He muttered, the closest he'd ever get to a 'whoops, sorry'.

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Genji had been busy watching an owl fly by when someone had suddenly grabbed him by the arm and pulled him in. "Hey-!" He said irritably, turning to meet the person, who so happened to be Eisidisi. All the surrounding people who had greeted him so suddenly, all the eyes on him... his face began to flush as he averted his gaze. Dragon's Breath had almost been released involuntarily, but he managed to hold back, only the slightest bit of green flashing by his torso, though only those who had been closely looking would notice. A tiny little graze appeared on his hand, nothing major or noticeable. He attempted to wriggle out of Eisidisi's grasp, his eyes desperately scanning the people for Eurythmic.