originally posted in:The New Dojo
"Irina; set me down."
[i]Locust ordered, his crimson eyes reflecting Irina's face.. Except twisted and morphed.. The midnight black bracelet around Irina's wrist then flowed down her hand, growing and shifting once it came into contact with Jack's black fur. Soon, the Näzi cat was completely encased by his suit of armour. [/i]
"Unless you want to be cradling an adult man.."
[i]The cat grumbled, still displeased by the way Irina was holding him. He, truly, preferred to just.. walk around the place. Being held made him feel weak, as if he depended on the one carrying him.. He didn't like it at all. [/i]
English
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[i]Irina only nodded, setting Führer Locust down onto the barren dirt and backing away as she waited for him to transform. In all honest truth, she would be perfectly fine with carting Locust around for a while, as he was the only person in this god-forsaken place that shared somewhat similar opinions and views on things.[/i]