Jan 25, 2019
@illuminatingdarkness { x }
Throk found himself quiet a bit more irritated that he would later feel he should have been, but feeling was not at the barely-a-commander, but rather for the box of vials that now lay shattered in the gutter, dark colorless substance diluting in the aftermath of a rainstorm. An entire shipment lost and not even for an expected reason of an honest assassination attempt, but rather by pure accident. What a waste.
He ignored her offered help, instead focusing on popping his shoulder back into place with a crunching pop, before using the vehicle to help himself to his feet.
“ Now... what had you so distracted, if I may ask? ” he kept his tone in check for the most part, but a hiss had laced his words all the same.
