>>6220447“Fuck that–if everyone did their job like you did we’d be runnin’ the whole land by now…” Dodging another bite, Rolo lets loose with another boisterous laugh! “Welcome to Zoral, love! You’ll find it can be plenty hellish here too, so you’ll fit right in!” Turning to the guard previously referred to as Timmer, Rolo’s face becomes a little stonier. “Grab a muzzle for this one. An’ clip those wings.”
While Timmer leaves to go grab the right tools for the job, you follow your new bosses eyes to TT–the girl still dangling from the guard’s claw with…
Wait a second…
Rolo is gobstruck as he approaches the dangling Durher. Like a paleontologist coming face to face with a living dinosaur, he can barely contain his wide-eyed excitement as genuine <span class="mu-s">HORROR</span> creeps into Tzah-Tzie’s features!
“Well I’ll be damned…” He mutters in an almost reverent tone, “It’s you, isn’t it? I’d recognize that face anywhere…”
She said her name was Tz-
“Hells to that, mate… this… Gordi? Boys?” Rolo turns to face you all like a kid who got <span class="mu-i">EXACTLY</span> what they wanted for Christmas! “Allow me to reintroduce you to… <span class="mu-b">RUUSDI!</span>”
TT’s pupils become pinpricks as the booth erupts in cheers! Volka, on the other hand, is downright perplexed.
“N-no, you’ve got the wron-”
“The hell I DO!” Interjects Rolo with a triumphant laugh! “Gimme some credit… I was at the ceremony you ran from, you cheeky little princess, you!” Tousling the distressed Durher’s hair, the crime boss shakes his head in disbelief. “Fuckin’ hells… well <span class="mu-r">Vhale</span>’s gonna be pleased as punch ta’ hear you’re still alive! He might even SMILE!”
“I’m <span class="mu-i">NOT</span> going back to him,” Snarls the Spinner with renewed venom on her face and in her voice, “So you might as well kill me now!”
Rolo’s expression takes a turn for the gentler as he approaches the Durher with an apologetic sigh. “Hate ta’ be the bearer of bad news, pup, but Vhale’s, well… he moved on once you did. Rather quickly, might I add.”
“What… what do you mean, ‘moved on’?” TT asks, worry trickling back into her tone!
“Come on, you know how pragmatic the young master is…” Shrugs the Molegg as he leans against the couch, “And you had so many sisters… who’s he on now again? Viisna? Liifna? Can hardly keep track with how quickly he gets bored…”
>CONTD. 