[center][color=2E8B57][h2]Duncan MacAiden[/h2][/color]
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[color=firebrick]”Right then. Evidently you’re unfamiliar with your… New found blessing.”[/color] The knight stated, visibly relaxing somewhat [color=firebrick]”If Sir Felix allows this, then you’re in no trouble..."[/color]

Duncan let out a long breath, evidently he was off the hook no-

[color=firebrick]"Even so, you… Frankly, you look like a peasant. As a bodyguard of a royal knight, you ought to look the part. Some training to get you accustomed to your power would also be necessary. And, as a foreigner, you'll need to be educated in our country's culture and customs. That is of course if you wish to accept Sir Felix's offer. Otherwise… I do have a job that could use your ability.”[/color]

The bald, bloodied man could only stare back at the knight with a blank expression, unsure of whether or not he should be offended by the (frankly, somewhat factual) comment on his appearance. But, seeing as how he apparently wasn't going to plant that axe between his eyes anymore, he figured he might as well just roll with it. 

That, of course, segues us quite nicely right back to the cheeky catboy in question, who'd been standing there with a hand outstretched for a little while now (as if waiting for some guy behind a keyboard to get his shit together and write words about some bald asshole) waiting for his answer. Tilting his head slightly, Duncan actually took a quiet minute to weigh his options-

On the one hand, this was the same guy who gave him a good rag-dolling earlier and he had half a mind to take that dainty little hand the feline was offering him and ram it up the guy's ass... a feat he was now keenly aware he was [i]actually quite capable of doing.[/i] On the other, well... he was also offering him a steady job, which would be kinda helpful if he intended to continue being able to buy food... even if that meant he'd be going back to square one, as a bodyguard for rich people.

He crossed his arms, a visible bulge shifting behind his lips as his tongue ran over his teeth, clearly indicating he was in his own head as he stepped forward slightly.

[color=2E8B57][i]'...Fuck it, it's the only steady gig you've been offered so far. Might as well hear the kid out.'[/i][/color]

And so, with a small sigh Duncan stepped forward, ignoring Felix's outstretched hand and instead poking a solitary finger dead-centre into the Royal Knight's chest.

[color=2E8B57]"Buy me a beer and we'll talk."[/color]

And with that, and a small pat on the boy's shoulder, Duncan turned and wordlessly followed after Malakaus.

Sure, he'd hear the Catboy out... didn't mean he wasn't gonna make the guy work for it, though.