#trondopeacekeeper

Now Butch had seen a few dragons before but never just out and about! Usually they had some sort of disguise, but not this fella! He looked dressed for the terrain atleast out here in the dessert.

Butch had spotted him from afar, some ways away from his campsite skulking around. It looked as though maybe he was searching for something or someone.

Caleb's tail gave a sharp flick, his smirk only growing bigger. " So you came straight back to me ~ " He concluded, closing the distance between them to run his claw down the dragon's chest all the way to his stomach.

" I could ask the same of you, " she fired back, head tilting as her curious gaze studied the stranger. Draconic in appearance, perhaps similar to the Gleeoks she read about in legends. Or perhaps a more intelligent Dodongo? One that evolved over time?

what icon? ask meme. (👀 for my most creepy looking icon of my muse)

Trondo looked at the horde of zombies with stunned face. He was firing, punching and throwing kunais at them... And for every one of those bastards he was killing, another ten appeared.

The sound of gunfire pierces the air and a hail of bullets rain down on the advancing B.O.W. force. Precision headshots instantly eliminate some, while machine gun and rifle fire thins out the front lines.

A woman's voice calls out to Trondo, feminine, but commanding:

(Lol sorry xD typical Trondo style)

Lindar jumped a little at the sudden intrusion (and expletives), but then put on a sheepish expression. He sucked his teeth.

"Yeeeeah, sorry about that. I've been...distracted, and sort of lost track of time...and myself. Heh."

'You will eventually stop'. These words were still resonating around Trondo's head, searching a possibility of that, even if it was so small... little enough to make him feel hopeful on that statement. Oh, he really *wished* it could be true.

Trondo looked at him for a moment, his darkened eyes under the bandanna staring like two flaming balls on fire before breaking the silence.

"You have no idea... No idea..." he mumbled to himself, as if he was talking to himself in his own mind. Finally, he snapped and looked at the man directly with a furious expression.

"The Peace Keepers might be in danger! And I'm dealing with this alone... Stranded in this horrible planet you call Earth! Unable to come back to my own homeworld!"

Jaw was clenched so hard that all his teeth looked like they would break in any moment.

"What is your name? Let's start with that."

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"Maybe not.. I don't know you from squat but like I said I understand anger. At least my own anger.. I imagine it's different for everyone." Wasn't sure if the guy was talking to himself or not but Francis heard what was said.

"Are you alright?" The other seemed lost in thought, made him wonder what was up but also knew it wasn't his business either even if the stranger came to him. Poor guy seemed so tense.

"Francis, name is Francis, how about yours? You want to grab a drink, I go to this one bar often, it's not bad."