-The door is abruptly kicked open and a certain boisterous xaela comes barreling in, then shoulders poor Certo in one motion like the kidnapping victim he, in fact, is- C'mon lad, we're goin' 'n ahn adventure! Ah've gah ahn airship ou'side ahn ah keg ah mead!
“W-wha–?! What the FUCK?!” Certo spat as he found himself up off his feet. He snarled as he kicked and flailed, “I’ve got two fucking feet that fucking work just fucking fine, yeah?! Put me down!” Everything else had yet to register, the small duskwight kicking and flailing and squirming to be released.Then all was still and silent for several beats.“Sube?” He blinked, his brows pulling in over the bridge of his nose.“OI YOU FUCK YOU DON’T JUST GET TO FUCKING BARGE IN OUTTA FUCKING NOWHERE WITHOUT WORD FOR LIKE FUCKING MOONS YOU FUCKING DRIPPING CUNT WHAT THE FUCK!” Certo barked as be began flailing once again.
