Jarven Zexxel
Code Name: Graz
He didn't know why, but this drug was throwing him for a major loop. Judgement was impaired, timing was off, and the wrong signals were sent in his brain, and his responses were even more bewildering.
"Kill a guy? You? Pfft! You were probably just framed. Bith can be tricky like that." ...Well, it made sense in Jarven's mind...somehow. She had passed him the briefcase and now she was changing clothing.
"Woops! Changing!" said Jarven as he brought the briefcase up to cover his face with too much force. The metal banged against his head and he uttered a less enthusiastic "Ouch..."
When she was done, he said, "Sometimes, fruit pops in the microwave. Kincaid showed me that one day. Where should we go, young cricket? What's our escape plan?"
Jarven was more than happy to let Ren take the reins on this one. Pretty stars, but that pink bunny rabbit looks mighty suspicious.
[member="Zenva Vrotoa"]
"Kill a guy? You? Pfft! You were probably just framed. Bith can be tricky like that." ...Well, it made sense in Jarven's mind...somehow. She had passed him the briefcase and now she was changing clothing.
"Woops! Changing!" said Jarven as he brought the briefcase up to cover his face with too much force. The metal banged against his head and he uttered a less enthusiastic "Ouch..."
When she was done, he said, "Sometimes, fruit pops in the microwave. Kincaid showed me that one day. Where should we go, young cricket? What's our escape plan?"
Jarven was more than happy to let Ren take the reins on this one. Pretty stars, but that pink bunny rabbit looks mighty suspicious.
[member="Zenva Vrotoa"]