Prophet looked back to Jake as he spoke, glaring as he spoke to him.

[color=9e0b0f]"Do yourself a favor hermano, don't ever call me Vargaas.."[/color] He took a step forward, nearly in Cross' face.

[color=9e0b0f]"Vargaas is dead, hm? He died a looonnng time ago. I'm Prophet...Remember that."[/color] His facial expressions were almost overly animated when it came to him. Crazy, demented, it did not matter. This man had lost his sanity a few years ago and it seemed that time did not age him well, the Asylum did not help his situation either. The smirk on his face soon fell into a grimace before returning to a smirk as he backed up, his arms extended to the side as he added a bit of a skip in his step, a je ne sais quoi kind of walk seen amongst gangsters.

[color=9e0b0f]"Like I said in the IPE before being forced onto this mission. Best listen to me then. Heheh...Hehehehehehehehahahah...ahhhhhh...Ah chi wah wah, look at the hips on this one! Que tal chica!"[/color] He eyed up Isis up and down, biting his lower lip with a smile before sticking his tongue out, the smile remaining on his face. It didn't take long before he took notice to her "companion". He squinted before mouthing out "goddamn" with delight and turned back to Jake.

[color=9e0b0f]"At least when we die, I'll know I died with a boner as hard as the Anselmo walls. Oi! gotta couple questions for you!"[/color] He raised his hand to get her attention as he walked over to her. Licking his lips as he approached, eyeing her up again. 

[color=9e0b0f]"Tell me chica, what's a diamond like you doing in a shithole like this, hm? Aside from that, what the fuck do you feed her? My time out in the field I've never seen Duvrai that big unless it was an alpha and even then they're small in comparison."[/color] Soon enough he began inspecting the beast. Strong, healthy and very well tamed. The thoroughness he gave Bastet was akin to those "Best in Show" dog shows of the past. Tentative and analytical at least. With a nod of satisfaction he walked up to her side and nodded before walking over next to Jake and sat down on his gear. Eventually another one joined their group, just as gorgeous as the one with the duvari approach but when she apologized for her tardiness he roared in laughter but not for long before falling off his equipment with a "fuck" muttered. 

[color=9e0b0f]"Everyone! I would like to introduce you to our human sacrifice! If at ANY point we get captured, she will serve for the better good and offer her body to the new gods of this world. You are an inspiration to us all."[/color] He smiled and looked up to Jake, knowing that he would frown at his behavior before bringing up his arms up in a "what?" gesture.

Time progressed and soon Their squad leader talked to them about the "event", as he called it. Not a moment or to later, the treehouse lit up with bright light and an audible boom was heard, causing Prophet to turn around, wide eyed with excitement. The sheer power of this event was amazing and honestly, it only hyped up Prophet even more. He sprung to his feet and ran towards the "event", only stopping till he was on the ledge of the base, hanging off of one of several structural supports. A few moments passed and he made his way back to the group with haste. 

[color=9e0b0f]"So Cross I'm going to let you finish but lemme say something first, okay? okay..."[/color] Not bothering to acknowledge wether permission was given or not he spoke up.

[color=9e0b0f]"So lemme let you fuckshits know a few things right now. As JC, praise unto him and all that, I am in charge of keeping you alive. Your strings of fate fell into my hands the moment you signed up for this. So get this right okay? I, Prophet, do solemnly swear to uphold a certain number of values and rules within this small squad in order to keep you alive. However, should any of you decide [i]not[/i] to isten to me. Then I well gladly open the door for you to the fuck it bucket and let you die; Whether or not it is through the claws of a Ripper Demon or Stryder, Duvari or Leviathan or insanity or all of the above. So, when I say jump-"[/color] He jumped.

[color=9e0b0f]"You jump. When I say get down...you-"[/color] He waited for a response for only a moment.

[color=9e0b0f]"Get down...Very good creepy masked thing.[/color] He gestured towards Spook.

[color=9e0b0f]"If you don't want to listen to me and play fuck fuck then go ahead but I'm not saving you... I know these wilds like the back of my hand. So if you want the comfort in your mind that allows you this virtual sense of sanctuary then buckle-up buttercup cuz your about to listen to a man set free from Anselmo's Rehabilitation Center."[/color] He adorned a shit eating grin.