National
Seven Thousand Club
Desimus rips the tranquilizers out of his skin, stumbling back as he tries to stand up. After his sixth attempt, he stands up steadily, leaning onto a nearby chair for support. He grits his teeth as he throws the stack of papers behind him.
"I won't be arrested for stupid things like this. I did justice, and that's that."
He glares at Maxton, grabbing the young space boy by the throat.
"Don't ever talk about my father. You do not know him, you do not know me. Now, let's find where we put this key. Chocola will be fine. She's seen me do this before."
Desimus pushes Maxton back before grabbing the chair again, the tranquilizer fluid and wounds on his body making him start to lose consciousness. He shakes his head as he does his best to stay standing.
@Steel Zinogre
"I won't be arrested for stupid things like this. I did justice, and that's that."
He glares at Maxton, grabbing the young space boy by the throat.
"Don't ever talk about my father. You do not know him, you do not know me. Now, let's find where we put this key. Chocola will be fine. She's seen me do this before."
Desimus pushes Maxton back before grabbing the chair again, the tranquilizer fluid and wounds on his body making him start to lose consciousness. He shakes his head as he does his best to stay standing.
@Steel Zinogre