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:: KABEDON :: accepting

He'd done a lot of chasing in his centuries of existence-- an apex predator who left no life unstolen, who had laid waste to cities, kingdoms, and even the netherrealms themselves.

So… was this, like, karma or something?

It made no sense-- the way this woman grinned at him like he was food. It made even less sense how she made him feel like he was food! No matter how hard he pressed against the wall behind him, it refused to oblige and swallow him whole.

"Don't you know who I am, girl!?" he barked, desperation sharpening his voice as he clawed at the stone for some escape, only managing to chip his nail polish. "I'm Kzinssie! KZINSSIE OF THE SEVEN HEROES!"

His voice cracked and then doubled over, slipping into the distorted, resonant tones of his true form, as though that might grant him the intimidation he so desperately needed. As though that might deter this leather-clad madwoman whose eyes burned with untamed glee.

"I'll SUCK THE VERY LIFE FROM YOUR VEINS!!!" he roared, his voice reverberating with a hollow, echoing menace. A thunderous bark lacking any bite, particularly when he was still scrabbling at the wall, his nails skittering uselessly as he tried-- and failed-- to scale it.

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╼ ༺ :|| Bold was the gesture, yet the crown remained his and the touch of another with lack of permission derived displeasure regardless of intent. He gleaned that was exactly what has hoped, and so he would play along. Fingers ever so 'endearingly' curling into the clever girl's hair, the grip was neither gentle nor swift as the Emperor directed her horny gaze into his.

╼ ༺ :|| Borghen should lay there and rot for all he cared, the attention remained solely on Nat and poetically remained unentertained- and quite frankly immensely exasperated as evident by the harsh clicks of claw-tipped fingered digging in upon his gilded seat.

The spherical crystal mounted upon the levitating staff emitted a heated red light, and the accordion expelled flames from within with each soured... "note". And yet the mighty ruler remained eerily quiet.