[color=f7976a]"Y-o-u."[/color]

[b]"Hm?"[/b]

The blonde-haired, muscular Norse warrior strode confidently out of the forest edge and into the clearing. His voice rang clear through the silence, startling Cho to his feet. Tac, Barr and Hek all turned, various claws and teeth bared at the threat, while Kris leaped into his hands, ready and waiting to be fired. Yet, he didn't. This...warrior, was different. In his hand he held a flask of some strange liquid, and the other was raised, an index finger pointed accusingly at him.

This...was strange.

[color=f7976a][b]"YOU!"[/b][/color]

[b]"Me?"[/b]

[color=f7976a]"Explain. Explain to me. Why? Why!? Why do I want this!? Explain it to me!"[/color]

[b]"Why? Why what? I don't understand, what happened here?"[/b]

With SMG still pointed at the ground in front of the advancing Norse warrior, he held his ground, a hand held up with palm out. The universal sign to stop.