[b]Character Name:[/b] Sheeban
[b]Race[/b]: Human
[b]PL[/b]: 910
[b]Time/Date[/b]: Day 1, Morning 
[b]Location[/b]: Waiting Room
[b]Tagging[/b]: [@slingshot]

There was a flurry of thoughts going through Sheeban’s mind. The first was what sort of boonies was this dinosaur from. Hiko wasn’t capable of understanding some basic phrases of the colloquial lexicon. Perhaps he was a monk hick? But why would a beastman pterodactyl be a monk willingly? It was far more likely this was what an agent assigned him due to a lack of skill in gabbing. Plus Sheeban had already established interest, she wasn’t going to let a possible future practitioner of the techniques of the Castle go. A dinosaur man, if properly trained, would probably benefit Satan’s Castle. Plus Chanel could see this dude needed help feeling right in his own scales. It was the big-hearted thing to do. 

Then there was the secondary thought when Hiko’s wings brushed against her. Her right eyebrow began twitching as Sheeban’s nostrils flared in a snort. [color=beige]”You know...”[/color] the goliath began to say, [color=beige]”...Copping for a feel only works if you follow through.”[/color] This statement was punctuated by Sheeban’s right meaty hand deftly reached to grab the dino’s tail. 

Leaning in closer to Hiko, the giantess continued in her dialogue. [color=beige]”We are not like the tiny folk; we are predators not prey. They exist to be eaten while we eat. That means showing some [i]dignity[/i].”[/color]

She snorted, [color=beige]”Something you lack. [b]SO[/b]...”[/color] howled out Sheeban, [color=beige]”You will be under my tutelage, you will learn from and obey [b]your princess[/b] for that is MY DECREE! Now speak up knave, speak your name.”[/color]