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 Posted: Fri Mar 27, 2009 11:35 pm
"Oh, no I suppose not." Jua said, bringing his face down so that he was level with Baal. Obviously he wasn't intimidated by the younger lion. Frankly, his sister's were much scarier when they were angry. And that had never stopped him from getting on their nerves whenever and however he could. "No advice for you then... well, that's just fine really."
He couldn't help it if the boy had no taste. And he certainly needed something to be done with his breathe. So he only smiled, content in his superiority. It would have been funny if the boy had attacked him... after all, a baby cub could hardly do more damage than Azula could. And Azula took a lot more liberties with him then... well, anyone else ever had. Or any adult at the very least.
"Good luck finding another mouse then... but you should try using that one as bait, don't you think?" He asked, laughing a little, "Such an easy target you know. The dead creatures... makes everyone want to take a bite."
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Posted: Sat Mar 28, 2009 4:51 pm
 He had paused in his steps a moment, long enough to take a last sniff at the fallen mouse, as if debating the issue, it was -his- after all. No, lifeless, useless, his toy, his right to play with it, break it, or throw it away as he so chose. Snorting, he kicked the mouse from his path, he didn't want it anymore.
"Dead mice do not scream."
Baal wanted to hear the mouse scream, to watch it writhe in agony as the scorpion stung, as the snake struck. Dead mice did no such thing, why play with a toy that did nothing? A lifeless hunk of meat, it did nothing, it was of no use, a live one was far more entertaining, and far more likely to attract the true prey he sought.
He did not speak further, did not look back. There were mice to catch, snakes to torment, toys to play with, -his- toys. Next time he saw the dark cub watching him, well maybe he'd make the cub his toy and see how well he screamed when struck by a snake.
Smirk.
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Posted: Thu Apr 02, 2009 2:51 pm
Jua watched the other boy go and shrugged a little, standing up and stratching out. If he was going to be so broing and not start to try and fight back, then where was the fun? "No... I guess they don't." He admitted simply, heading in his own direction. No, dead mice didn't scream. But he had always found that killers who cared only about screaming didn't have much to offer in terms of the glory of battle...
Now he had to go and see Yu. So he picked up the mouse as he went. He'd tell her that he'd killed it himself, just to make her proud for a little while.
At least he'd taken something away from an otherwise boring day. But he had a feeling he'd have to watch the lion cub he'd met that day in the near future... after all, the white boy was small now, but small things had a habit of growing up. "And I'm certainly no mouse..." He chuckled under his breath, wandering on his own way.
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