[center][h2][color=tomato]Ezekiel "Ease" Evans [/color][/h2][/center]
[center][img]http://i.imgur.com/jfirhxO.png[/img][/center]

[color=f49ac2]"Ugh! Don't come any closer!"[/color]
[color=tomato][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Oh8AsXWcBbc&feature=youtu.be&t=616]"Wait, wha?"[/url][/color]

Ease's eyes finally re-focused back into real life as they gave a double blink to confirm he was still, you know, alive. Snapping back to reality [s]cause his author finally got off his lazy ass[/s], he looked down to the two tiny as hell cat girls right near him. Who seemed alarmed at him so much as being here. Welp, that ain't good.

[color=tomato]"Whoa, wait a sec! Look, I literally just got here cause I was chasing after this guy!"[/color] He said as he pointed over to the dine-and-dash penguin su-Why is there a distinct lack of penguin? Eyes blinking at the sight(or lack thereof), he got up off the wall and looked left and right, going up on his tip toes even. Despite his efforts, the guy in a giant ass white penguin suit escaped him. Without him noticing. Not his day is it?

He let out an exasperated groan as his back went right back to the wall and dragged a little bit. Days weren't exactly normal here. Oh, that he's used to. But why is it these two days had to be so [i]specifically[/i] weird? Earthling in a penguin suit and has an eyepatch? That he somehow lost track of in literal seconds? Then again, he Dine-and-dashed, so makes sense he'd run away from the one guy who seemed to be in good with the owners. One thing was certain though, as Ease muttered under his breath. [color=tomato]"Kickin him square in the dick next time I see him."[/color]

Putting his thoughts of the penguin man behind him, he looked back towards the cat girls. Who were now glaring at the random passerbys. Looking a bit more at em, they were kinda dirty looking actually. Wait...Slums. That makes more sense. No wonder they were so fearful. Well, shit. Maybe he should hel-No. Conscience, shut up. Wait, everyone is glaring at them. And him. [color=tomato]"Look, they aren't mine! I just...God dammit."[/color] Well, now there's a glaring audience and glaring cat girls. 

Fucking conscience is winning...winning...Won. Stupid conscience. He sighed and cleared his voice.

[color=tomato]"Here."[/color] He reached into his right pocket and pulled out a decent sized piece of bread, covered by a napkin. He put it on the floor near the two. He was [i]originally[/i] saving that for later or maybe some rations to snack on, but his conscience is stupid, so that wasn't happening. [color=tomato]"I really doubt you two ate anything lately, so take it. I already ate."[/color] He looked up at glares, except more of em were directed at him. With a roll of his eyes, he stood up and brushed off his knees. He walked off a bit before turning back to the pair.

[color=tomato]"I'm gonna head back to the inn since the penguin jacka-Jerk. Vanished. Follow me or don't. It's up to you two."[/color]

[@liferusher]