#talon.

[apexulansis]

i really need to make Talon a fresh new design but since i can't be bothered and i have some newer followers, i'm gonna post these again.

[mothticia]

[riasisms]

template credit @andybrsck via her discord server !

[apexulansis]

A child comes up to Ardaka: " your mask is really cool!"

The Hunter's comparatively massive frame crouched down as to come closer to the child's level. He still rather towered over them, but down here the narrowing of his eyes into a smile was more obvious. An armoured claw tapped against the ivory.

〝You know, it's made of real bone.〞

[apexulansis]

Is there ever any collateral damage in your job?

〝Sometimes it's inevitable.〞 Hostages killed before he could save them. Victims to collapsing buildings or uncontrolled fires. Others he was forced to execute lest they harm more. Did it all count the same? People who didn't deserve what happened to them. He frowns, suppressing the urge to look away in discomfort. 〝...I try to avoid it.〞

[apexulansis]

@vin-robles

“Why do you still use that thing? You're practically asking for it to break.” He leant against the wall next to the workbench, staring down at the old pieces of gun-parts that he could only describe as outdated. Talon guessed her answers; sentimentality, affordability, possibly just stubbornness. Regardless, his advice doesn't come solicited. “If you're planning to do work here, you need something more reliable than that. Or at least a back-up.”

[apexulansis]

❝no! i’m opening it. fuck off grandpa!❞

“You know, it's more statistically likely for someone to be older than you when you're not even twenty.” Mindless banter; he'd long gotten used to being called old, even before he'd met Byan.

Near the back of the room, the Hunter shifted his weight back onto one foot and leaned his shoulder into the wall. Byan was insisting on picking the lock of this door instead of the much easier alternative. Under Talon's mask, his eyes rolled in exasperation.

“You're running up the clock here.” Not that he was timing himself... Rather, just giving Byan a hard time. He idled around fifteen seconds before declaring, “Forty seconds maximum until I kick it open.”

critical role sentence starters. // open.