[I don't think I'm the rude one here, Mr. Sprawled-Out-Like-a-Drunkard-in-the-Middle-of-the-Road. 8|a
In the midst of trying to right herself, Pao-Lin narrowly misses stepping on his tail. When she turns and actually registers that, yes, she did just trip over a tiger, she freezes in fright for a moment before noticing the neon green wings on the tiger's back. Being the Luceti veteran of the Heroes here, she catches onto the situation a little quicker than Barnaby.]
...Mr. Tiger?
[Yes, Pao-Lin, it's been established he's a tiger. Let's move on.]
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In the midst of trying to right herself, Pao-Lin narrowly misses stepping on his tail. When she turns and actually registers that, yes, she did just trip over a tiger, she freezes in fright for a moment before noticing the neon green wings on the tiger's back. Being the Luceti veteran of the Heroes here, she catches onto the situation a little quicker than Barnaby.]
...Mr. Tiger?
[Yes, Pao-Lin, it's been established he's a tiger. Let's move on.]