There was hissing. There was spitting. There was cursing.
And then there was the skunk.
Tal's eyes hadn't fully adjusted, but he heard the shouting and got a whiff of the resulting odour.
Some men were born to be heroes. Some chose that path when thrust into the cruel machinery of fate, and rose to the challenge. They were always willing to put themselves between others and harm's way with quick reflexes, selfless hearts, and noble spirits.
Talyson Seawright had one of these three things.
"Nope!"
Far more quickly than he had opened the door, Tal attempted to slam it closed on the scent and chaos within, meeting Deimos's eyes with grim honesty.
"I think they've got this one without us."
Tal nopes out of helping with this task.
And then there was the skunk.
Tal's eyes hadn't fully adjusted, but he heard the shouting and got a whiff of the resulting odour.
Some men were born to be heroes. Some chose that path when thrust into the cruel machinery of fate, and rose to the challenge. They were always willing to put themselves between others and harm's way with quick reflexes, selfless hearts, and noble spirits.
Talyson Seawright had one of these three things.
"Nope!"
Far more quickly than he had opened the door, Tal attempted to slam it closed on the scent and chaos within, meeting Deimos's eyes with grim honesty.
"I think they've got this one without us."
Tal nopes out of helping with this task.
