[center][h2][color=red][u]       [i][b][color=gray]✣[/color]  Markus Damon [color=gray]✣[/color][/b][/i]        [/u]
[color=gray][sup][sup][b]~Location: Pakora Academy~[/b][/sup][/sup][/color]
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[b][color=f26522]“Oi! Watch where you’re walking pussy before we rip your head off!”[/color][/b]

The voice very much came from Markus, though is lips did not move as they should. Actually, closer inspection would make anyone wonder who was using such vulgar tones. The answer may have been closer than Sam thought. The gun resting in Markus’ holster twitched just slightly before a wet sound heralded the sight of a large, crimson eye blinking from the side of the weapon.

[b][color=f26522]“Are you an idiot? You sure do smell like an idiot. You complete idiot. Go be an idiot somewhere else pussy cat, badaboom!”[/color][/b]

[color=ed1c24]“What do you want?”[/color] Markus finally asked. It was obvious to see that these words were his own, one clawed gauntlet resting on his hip. In truth he was concealing his gun muffling the vulgarity further before anyone else got the wrong idea. Though if Markus was concerned about being judged or even getting embarrassed, he didn’t seem to be showing it.

As he looked down at the cat thing, Markus noticed something waving at him from the distance. Ripping his gaze away from Sam, he noticed that thing to be…a very big thing actually. A big, stout thing. With horns. A horny thing? Should he approach the horny thing? While he was pondering that and possibly ignoring anything Sam had to say to him, his hand moved away from his holster, letting loose the demonic tongue once more.

[b][color=f26522]“Man, look at the tits on that one! Bet she could bring even the dead back to life, badabooom!”[/color][/b]
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[center][@KoL], [@HylianRose][/center]