07-23-2024, 01:10 PM
Kole just so happened to be walking by the hot springs in that moment, the splash of Chernabog's great body lowering into the water making his ears twitch wildly atop his head as he swivelled around, listening to the sound of that all familiar voice, and the... Other, irritatingly familiar voice.
Kole did not much like the vipers. Still, he meandered over anyway, because engaging in idle conversation and pissing off Chernabog's pet sounded like a good time to him.
"Talking to your scaly friend again, Chernabog?" Kole mused as he came to a stop beside the hot spring. He almost debated climbing in—some extra warmth was never a bad thing when dealing with a cold-blooded vampire. In the literal and metaphorical sense, that is. "I wonder if it ever tires of its own voice..." he murmured, casting the caged legless fiend a scathing look.
Kole did not much like the vipers. Still, he meandered over anyway, because engaging in idle conversation and pissing off Chernabog's pet sounded like a good time to him.
"Talking to your scaly friend again, Chernabog?" Kole mused as he came to a stop beside the hot spring. He almost debated climbing in—some extra warmth was never a bad thing when dealing with a cold-blooded vampire. In the literal and metaphorical sense, that is. "I wonder if it ever tires of its own voice..." he murmured, casting the caged legless fiend a scathing look.
NIKOLAI PENDRAGON
KOLE — MALE — VAMPIRIC COYOTE — DOTD TEMPLAR — TAGS