Donnie turns completely to face the tiefling, glaring even though he's not sure if he's more mad at them or himself for not being more aware of things.
It's pointless to ask what the other wants, not after mentioning the wanted posters. He curses himself for not being more careful, mind racing, but his hand is quicker, reaching into his bag for his tech-bō-
"-augh!" The creature is a lot heavier than he'd expected it to be. What's so familiar about that sound?
"Jerk! How're you even sure you've got the right turtle?!"
Focus, focus, focus-
Neon purple light sparks behind Krivnaar as Donnie tries to form his retaliation.
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Date: 2025-06-19 04:25 am (UTC)Donnie turns completely to face the tiefling, glaring even though he's not sure if he's more mad at them or himself for not being more aware of things.
It's pointless to ask what the other wants, not after mentioning the wanted posters. He curses himself for not being more careful, mind racing, but his hand is quicker, reaching into his bag for his tech-bō-
"-augh!" The creature is a lot heavier than he'd expected it to be. What's so familiar about that sound?
"Jerk! How're you even sure you've got the right turtle?!"
Focus, focus, focus-
Neon purple light sparks behind Krivnaar as Donnie tries to form his retaliation.