[DND]I'll Shoot You When You're Not Looking - M

Jazper Rhiannon-Knight · 03-31-2011, 10:07 PM

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Jaz-man

WC:300

It didn't matter what anyone else said, in his mind Kansas was the bad guy. If he was to look at the situation logically like Pixie was of course he would come to a different conclusion after all, there was no telling why Kansas hadn't shown up without asking the man and he had never given him the chance to explain the incident with Lucifer. However, at this moment Jazper was dead set on doing whatever the hell he wanted and right now all he wanted to do was sulk and no one wolf was going to change that. Inside the coal warrior felt like there was black tar sticking to all of his insides warming his body and causing him to feel horrible and unpleasant.

Hearing that Pixie wasn't going to come around he grew even bolder. Here before him was a wolf below him in rank and size. So easily could her body brake, yet she was lecturing him on someone she didn't even know. His brow tensed as Pixie stopped talking. “You don't know him remember?,” He grumbled in warning. “He's the same age as I am!” He growled in disgust as he stood, quickly leading to a very loud cuss in pain as he bent over clenching his middle as he steadied himself on arm of the chair he had been sitting on. Wincing he attempted to gasp for a breath as his vision started to go black. It was a horrible feeling when it felt like the world was out of your grasp and your senses were starting to shut down on you. He was a fighter, a father, and a lover but here he was hardly able to keep himself up. Blinking, the black spots started to clear away slowly and he slowly lowered himself back into the chair, slouching as he took a deep breath.

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