“He’s what you call “Untoten”….or if you want to be English, undead.”
"Huh..."
"let me show you doc" he in the flash of an eye inflicts a fatal wound to himself and lets her see it as the wound that would kill a human heals itself
"Hmmm....well, if there's a way to duplicate the regenerative properties of your body into someone who's alive, then it could be a medical breakthrough."
"i honestly don't care" he really didn't as he just slides his sword back into its sheath on his back
*he padded over to shade and soon jumped up on his shoulder sitting there letting out a small purr*
he idly pet the kitty as he pulled out some document from his bag it was his old file from his time as a human in the fallen royal army
The confusion on Rai's Face was immsurable
"Errr... What Have I walked into? Anyways!" *you wondered what you just walked into, as you meant to run to a bridge to get away
“Oh joy.” She rolled her eyes, sipping on a beer, because what military person doesn’t do that?
"i'm going on a hunt watch the cat" yes shade you idiot give the small cat to dobermann nothing could go wrong
“What, do I look like a pet sitter to you?”
"do i look like i care?"
"ha look at you dobermann being told to take care of a cat"
"It's funny because cats and dogs don't normally get along."
for once he smirked "thats why i did it because it would be hilarious"
"Yay!"
You Got a glass of wine, Then you drunk it, fast. "Pure Irony, a dog, TAKING CARE OF A CAT!"
Once more a long day at work, Lazarus posted up at the bar and just enjoyed a grenadine and cream soda, he was in the mood to be around others but not really in the mood for alcohol.
is back sitting at his booth alone
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