you can't give me what I need || Any

[Swagger]

if you can wait till I get home
then I swear we can make this last

It’s a strange creature that scales the ice towards him and his dark eyes narrow slightly as Infection grows near. He takes in the unusual pads that make up his feet, the nauseating green of his eyes. The corners of the sable man’s lips tug downward into a frown, distaste written along his features and his nostrils flare at the insult thrown his way. Before he can respond, another has joined them but this one is focused on the clawed creature. A brow furrows as he regards the two men, shifting slightly as the snow flurries against his pelt. ”Do people normal stand at the border simply taking up air in a snowstorm?” He pauses as his gaze shifts back to Infection, his lip curling slightly as he responds before the solemn expression reverts back on his features and he looks to the winged man. ”Of course I’ve come to join the Brotherhood.”

S W A G G E R

I swear by tomorrow this will all be in the past