World of Darkness ~ High School RP

[Frisk E. Coyote]

Nero loosened his grip a little when Mark stopped struggling. Phew. He was going to see just how many brownie points he could rack up for his resume. Who knows? Maybe it'd make him a better person too. If only the human didn't smell so god-damned tasty, it would've been much easier. "Listen... I'm goin' to put you down, kay? Keep your eyes closed, I'll move you where you have to walk. But you hafta' calm down a little bit... this is comin' from someone with a temper the size size of a titan; you don't wanna' piss off or even mildly annoy that chick over there." He whispered softly, his tone still laced with the demon skill. He turned his head away and coughed. He hated talking calm and smooth-like. Slowly, he lowered the technopath to the ground and released him, taking his massive paw off Mark's face and placing it on his shoulder.

Chomp slumped forward, and Nero casually picked him up, slinging him over his shoulder like a weightless ragdoll. "Hell yeah I'm draggin' you back, Mian." The sub-demon called at the elf, smirking, waiting for Professor Glen's permission. Acting prim and proper was hard work.