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Jamal rubbed his face vigorously as though that would make this crazy man's words easier to understand. He managed to decode 'revolution' from the garble, but that was about it.

"Tick skull? WHAT da ********?" Jamal sounded completely exasperated at this point, but then he threw up a hand as though to stop the man from sputtering anymore nonsense. "Ya know what, ********. What's dis 'bout a revolution? Ya mean like gettin' a bunch o' us 'n' takin' down them ********' a*****e techs?!"

Jamal snorted, giving Billy a "thank you Captain Obvious" sneer and eyeroll.

"No s**t," he retorted, but quieter this time. His eyes flickered briefly with the urge to just choke the s**t out of this guy but he surpressed it. This was the first time anyone had suggested REALLY doing a revolt. Sure, Kaveri had talked about messing with the staff's mind...but...this could be promising. "What'er ya talkin' 'bout?"

Jamal eyebrow quirked....this guy liked to talk about fags a lot...why didn't he just say a cig or a smoke like ev'ryone else? He had a friend who called 'em fags...but...the term was also used in less pleasant terms. This octopus guy was just weird all around.

"Fine," he grunted. Jamal was pretty sure no one would take over the pool table while he was gone; he'd be damned if he was going to lose his current game.

However, he couldn't help but say "...ya do mean a smoke, right?...cause I ain't gay" as he went to grab his own pack of smokes off a small table.

"If ya don't want me askin' questions, then use words dat make ********' sense."

After his personal things were gathered up and jammed into his pockets,
"Da jungle's 'bout da closest place we kin hide in," he muttered, only slightly consoled that the man was not trying to hit on him or something, and jammed a smoke into his mouth where it rested against one elongated canine as he followed. "Unless ya know of some place dat's sorta noisy...I take it ya ratha' hide what we gonna say then da fact dat I I'm talkin' ta ya in da first place. Lord knows I oughta hide DAT..."

Jamal slapped a hand over his face and pulled it downward over his features as though mentally willing himself to not freak out. No...not yet. This might prove to be fruitful if he can keep his temper in check.

"Well I ain't gonna carry ya if ya can't," Jamal said slowly...so slowly, in fact, that it sounded like the tiger man was talking to someone with a severe mental defect. He knew he was exaggerating just to be an a**.

He dug into his pocket and produced his lighter, which he managed to expertly light his smoke and replace in a matter of seconds before taking a drag and sizing Billy up before motioning for him to follow. His natural pace was a brisk one, having grown accustomed to covering a lot of distance in a short period of time.

New RP

Like Amaya had stated to Alec, she had grabbed some food after basking a little longer before finally making her way about the village to find where the pinball machines were located. What she had seen inside brought joy to her features.

Thank GOD there was now something to do on this damn rock.

Time flew by as she occupied herself with the pinball machine, for once unhindered by her large hands. Every now and again the green iguana's tail would twitch as she swung her hips to the side as if it would magically help the small silver ball go in that direction.

Amaya was rather absorbed in her game, but wasn't deaf. At the sound she flinched, her tail giving a quick lash behind her while her large, pink tongue flickered outward. Slowly, she looked towards who made the sound.

... WHAT?!

Eyes going wide and before she could rationally think about what she was going, she had already scrambled ontop of the "safe" pinball machine and stared at him, horrified.