_gallifrog_
Symbolic Animal of Gallifrey
"That she is." Chas agreed with what could only be described as a proud parent nod. "And can get away with shit talking John at any time." Elliott smirked to which John just shrugged. Kay had seen how Trish and John bantered back and forth, a teasing familial bond. "I am the favourite godparent after all." John sniped back, to which Elliott rolled his eyes lazily. "And source of entertainment, espescially when you do the hundred metre dash from Renee at speeds that should surely break the current Olympic record." "Cheeky bugger, I'll hav eyou know I could beat any of those sprinter with my hands tied behind my back and blindfolded." A wicked smirk appeared on Elliott's face. "Wanna bet? I'm sure there's an Olympic sized running track around here."
"So I've heard, but it's hard to distinguish fact from rumour when it comes to that kind of stuff. The Isogrii are like legendary figures in some places around the universe." Cliff answered, having moved to compare Rinaa's ears to Jay's. There was no doubt that Rinaa's had been cut at a different angle. "Yep, the Isogrii have made quite the name for themselves. Guaranteed employment when your reputation precedes you. But as a people, they are damn cool and have an honour code just like pilots and just as, if not stronger." Jay added, as Cliff's eyes narrowed, picking up on something on Rinaa's neck. "I might be mistaken, but are those skin grafts on the back of your neck?" She spoke quietly, knowing she might just have put her foot in something and shattered the mood.
"So I've heard, but it's hard to distinguish fact from rumour when it comes to that kind of stuff. The Isogrii are like legendary figures in some places around the universe." Cliff answered, having moved to compare Rinaa's ears to Jay's. There was no doubt that Rinaa's had been cut at a different angle. "Yep, the Isogrii have made quite the name for themselves. Guaranteed employment when your reputation precedes you. But as a people, they are damn cool and have an honour code just like pilots and just as, if not stronger." Jay added, as Cliff's eyes narrowed, picking up on something on Rinaa's neck. "I might be mistaken, but are those skin grafts on the back of your neck?" She spoke quietly, knowing she might just have put her foot in something and shattered the mood.