count_zantara
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- Posted: Sun, 17 Feb 2013 01:12:33 +0000
Sakuya Takahiro
As soon as the fire started coming out the man's nostrils, Zantara knew that he'd given the man too much to drink, obviously. And he was a goddamn dragon.... or something of the sort.
But Zantara couldn't deal easily with people making a fool of themselves when he just wanted to include them.
As Sakuya's eyes seemed to be locked on Rakshasa for a brief moment, he would head the quiet click of a hammer being pulled back. Zantara had pulled out one of his mated pairs of Glock .357's from under his hair and held it easily in his left hand, the loose grip aimming the pistol right between Sakuya's eyes.
If the man had any extra-ordinary senses, he might sense the god-like energy building up around that simple looking black pistol, the barrel seemingly taking on a unearthly glow within. To the man, it would seem as if he was staring down the barrel of a M1 Abram tanks main cannon instead of something as simple as a little semiauto pistol.
"Calm don't won't you? I was trying to include you a bit more, scaredy cat. It was a joke, nothing more... and if you can't realize that, me and you are going to have a problem. I like you... so don't make the two of us have a problem won't you?
For me?"
He said as he finally turned to the man, his eyes filled with a bit of sorrow at the state of affairs. The man-dragon-thing was drunk... and Zantara had a soft spot for drunks and children.
But he had a very low tolerance for stupidity.
But Zantara couldn't deal easily with people making a fool of themselves when he just wanted to include them.
As Sakuya's eyes seemed to be locked on Rakshasa for a brief moment, he would head the quiet click of a hammer being pulled back. Zantara had pulled out one of his mated pairs of Glock .357's from under his hair and held it easily in his left hand, the loose grip aimming the pistol right between Sakuya's eyes.
If the man had any extra-ordinary senses, he might sense the god-like energy building up around that simple looking black pistol, the barrel seemingly taking on a unearthly glow within. To the man, it would seem as if he was staring down the barrel of a M1 Abram tanks main cannon instead of something as simple as a little semiauto pistol.
"Calm don't won't you? I was trying to include you a bit more, scaredy cat. It was a joke, nothing more... and if you can't realize that, me and you are going to have a problem. I like you... so don't make the two of us have a problem won't you?
For me?"
He said as he finally turned to the man, his eyes filled with a bit of sorrow at the state of affairs. The man-dragon-thing was drunk... and Zantara had a soft spot for drunks and children.
But he had a very low tolerance for stupidity.