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Ecruteak City| Late Morning
"Gentle would imply that I think them weak. I would not task them if I did not think they could handle the job. And if someone proved unable to handle a simple duty assigned to them then obviously they aren't worth my time."
Logan frowned, not deaf to the subtly hinted threat. But there was no time to push the matter, as the sneering ampharos took the floor, veering the conversation elsewhere.
"There's nothing you have to worry about, concerning viral contagion." Logan watched as the alpha female stiffened, turning her murderous gaze to the electric ovine carefully. "You're not infected..." he continued almost callously. "Just make sure to properly clean your wound, and you'll be fine...which of course, your human will be able to help you with, I'm sure..."
It seemed that to be something of a last straw-- had these two butted heads before, or was this female truly that volatile? Logan could feel the dark power beginning to form around her as she built up some sort of attack, her smile pleasantly chilling as she replied. "So how about starting over on that little explanation," she grinned. "Tell me, from the beginning, how exactly I won't get infected? How you can guarantee that fucking sick bastards blood won't course through my own veins? Because I would really like to hear it." And then, added as a mock footnote, she quipped, "Oh and as for 'my human', believe me when I say Zenyt is just as deadly, if not more so, than I am. See, unlike me, Zenyt was born without a conscience."
It was surprising, to say the least, that this female held so much respect and loyalty for a human that wasn't already reserved for herself. He wasn't particularly keen on finding out why firsthand, but her avid defense of his reputation was intriguing, to say the least. But since Logan had been so focused on the two "leads" debating each other's right to speak, the purple dragon slithered from the void, looking as enthusiastic as ever.
The entire thing was ridiculous. It was a dick-measuring contest, to be sure; the ampharos waving his knowledge of whatever the umbreon did to her and Ty's ever-looming threat of disembowelment, on top of showing off her trophy human. It was awful to listen to, and even worse to actually have to wait until it was over. He'd actually managed to scavenge some bottled water; not much, only a few bottles were tucked into his curled tail. But it was something, and it was more than they'd had. His initial plan was to wait until the "argument" had blown itself over, but with these two hard-headed idiots, he now knew that it wasn't going to happen any time soon. So, he was going to put in his two cents and move past them to get the fuck out of that gross house.
"I know your attentions are elsewhere at the moment," he growled in apathy as he approached, "But I thought you'd like to know that I found some water. Maybe to flush your wound? I don't know, but it'd also probably be a pretty good idea to move your 'discussion' outside and out of this filth so we all don't catch something." He slithered past them, dropping a water bottle in front of Ty without a second glance.