by Thecrowmuse11 » Thu Apr 09, 2015 4:28 am
(Muninn yelped in pain as something smacked really hard into his back. He wasn't sure, but it felt like it had something to do with the fudging stranger he'd been chasing. He was going to have bruises all over his back, and it he thought he'd heard something snap. Hopefully a branch. The stranger scrambled to their feet and started to run. Muninn gritted his teeth. Not this fudging time, baby-kicker, he thought. He lurched to his feet and grabbed the end of the stranger's flappy coat, pulling him back towards him. The cowl of the coat flipped off, and Muninn stared with disgust at the face inside. "It's just a little boy!" He whispered in a slightly awed, but very loud voice. He wasn't certain how far they had run, but if they were close to Ayra, he was sure she'd need some relief. Muninn raised his knife, still holding Riley's cloak with a firm grip. "Now, I wanna know two things. One, who sent you, and two WHAT GAVE YOU THE FUDGING IDEA TO KICK A BABY?! I mean, it's one thing to attack Loki, because he's made a bunch of people very angry, and he loves doing it, but Chaleb is only two.. no, three years old! Do you normally kick your own kind?! Now, I oughta send your soul directly to Loki's daughter, not the horse, his half-skeleton one, with a postcard attached saying 'kick this babykicker' but nooo, of course you have to turn out to be a minor too, and-" Muninn continued to chew Riley out, not giving him a chance to speak, and began to drag him back towards Ayra and Chaleb. "- But instead I'm just going to bring you to our resident assassin and our resident trickster and see if they have any ideas for an attempted assassin-baby kicker who drops down from trees.")
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✳crow✳ѕнe/нer✳вι✳ιnғp✳arтιѕт✳
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