[Souji's chiding admonishment fell on deaf ears as Cliff barrelled down the hall, heeding only the cries of an enraged pig that was only steps behind them. He tossed a glance behind him...and sped up in, but not out of fear. He wasn't particularly fond of Saizo, and he could have taken it on any day, but the pig was no monster that was found in the field.
Saizo was a pet, and Cliff needed to treat him as such.]
Aw, shit.
[The death glare was enough to keep him moving-- toward the wall at the end of the hall, with only a window...]
I hope you don't mind being airborn for a bit--
[That was all he said before he broke the window open and dove out, carrying Souji along with him.]
August 19, afternoon
Saizo was a pet, and Cliff needed to treat him as such.]
Aw, shit.
[The death glare was enough to keep him moving-- toward the wall at the end of the hall, with only a window...]
I hope you don't mind being airborn for a bit--
[That was all he said before he broke the window open and dove out, carrying Souji along with him.]