[His white with black stripped fur coat hadn't fully dried out from the place he had previously been in, but he had never minded the rain before. If rain was hitting his head and soaking his two-toned hair, it meant he was a free man. He was just getting to like his freedom again after all, even if this entire situation was crowded with foreign feeling minds and their confusion annoyed him as it pressed in on him.
He didn't like it. Of course, Jake didn't particularly like a lot of things. This entire situation was starting to be one of them. It was an atomic wasteland, and he was apparently going to be joining a war (yeah right) for some cockroaches who couldn't even use all those stupid stocks of weapons to fight back? It seemed pathetic and lame, and he would much prefer to have his contacts in Ouroboros instead.
Of course, he would have liked to have Kriem around as well. Where was that woman when he needed her anyway? He didn't worry though; Kriem could handle herself just fine. He had taught her after all.
Shuffling his shoulders in his big fluffy coat, he arranged the collar even higher on his neck, if that was at all possible. Rain poured lines down his face and bare chest, but he paid little attention to that. Instead, he looked around him in disgust at the courtyard he was standing in.]
Squealing like little pigs.
[Lifting a hand, he began to chew almost mindlessly on a thumbnail, eyeing whoever came in his range of sight or even attention. He looked down on all that he could.]
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He didn't like it. Of course, Jake didn't particularly like a lot of things. This entire situation was starting to be one of them. It was an atomic wasteland, and he was apparently going to be joining a war (yeah right) for some cockroaches who couldn't even use all those stupid stocks of weapons to fight back? It seemed pathetic and lame, and he would much prefer to have his contacts in Ouroboros instead.
Of course, he would have liked to have Kriem around as well. Where was that woman when he needed her anyway? He didn't worry though; Kriem could handle herself just fine. He had taught her after all.
Shuffling his shoulders in his big fluffy coat, he arranged the collar even higher on his neck, if that was at all possible. Rain poured lines down his face and bare chest, but he paid little attention to that. Instead, he looked around him in disgust at the courtyard he was standing in.]
Squealing like little pigs.
[Lifting a hand, he began to chew almost mindlessly on a thumbnail, eyeing whoever came in his range of sight or even attention. He looked down on all that he could.]