[ Robin could almost laugh at how much stress this was probably putting on the poor assassin. Almost, but he knew that it was a very thin line he walks around Cromm, and while he was okay with some violence, he did have a line which he did not want to cross.
Including getting grabbed by the back of his neck and getting forced to do something he did not want to do.
The puck snarled, a hand going back to grab Cromm's wrist and dig in even as he was pushed down in a bow. He fought it, twisting around and fighting the slight urge to go limp because as much as he was a cat, he was also a free fae and thus not one to play this game. ]
You protest too much for it to not exist. [ He hissed the words, twisting enough to look back at Cromm, eyes narrowed. ] How improper to play this in front of your guest.
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Date: 2018-02-20 10:51 pm (UTC)Including getting grabbed by the back of his neck and getting forced to do something he did not want to do.
The puck snarled, a hand going back to grab Cromm's wrist and dig in even as he was pushed down in a bow. He fought it, twisting around and fighting the slight urge to go limp because as much as he was a cat, he was also a free fae and thus not one to play this game. ]
You protest too much for it to not exist. [ He hissed the words, twisting enough to look back at Cromm, eyes narrowed. ] How improper to play this in front of your guest.