Seb raises his hand in acknowledgement, careful not to display his claws too prominently. Leaning an elbow on the counter, he gives a small recap of what happened.
"Yeah, damned fool dealer thought it would be a good idea to threaten your boy here..." he points a claw at the top of Mac's head beneath Jared's arm, "...with deadly force. Didn't have time to sniff out his intentions in a smoke shop full of smoldering green, so we had take him out."
Seb shrugs, almost helplessly.
"Mac tells me he would've surrendered, but I'm no mind reader. I just know what people think they're not telling me." He taps a claw on his snout for emphasis.
Pushing himself off the counter, he starts toward the back.
"Anyway, I'll need to see your brother at his shop later after I've finished up with this job. Ran a bit short on my medicine. We'll talk later."
He heads out the back, motioning for the others to follow.
Home
Search
Arcade
Chat
Login
Register
Poll