no rest for the wicked - [stryker's TOT hut]

[Stryker]

⸺ STRYKER, THE KINGPIN ⸺

pleasing everyone isn't like you, dancing jigs until i'm crippled

Green eyes zeroed in on the bright cub's highlights as they approached. No one here had that flare, nor was that young. Who the hell were they? Stryker, despite his suspicion, tried to keep an open mind. It was a child after all. There couldn't be any harm in that, right?

Oh, but he was wrong. While the child didn't cause physical pain, his inflated ego was definitely popped. The lion licked feverishly at his maw, trying to avoid making an cocky and mature comment towards the child. For now, the Kingpin had to hold his split tongue and act polite. "What's up, kiddo?" he answered nonchalantly. "Where are you from?" And how the fuck did they get here? Did this kid have parents? Had Stryker missed a joiner?

In an effort to change the subject away from toiletries though, he reached inside his bucket and pulled out an assortment of candies and placed them within Wuyi's bag. Per request, Stryker stuck a little extra in. He might have also slipped in a sour and hot candy as revenge... but no one had to know that.

"TALKING"