“And if he was rich, what would you do?”
/Suckerpunch the skeleton
The man, ignoring all the talk in the background, kicks the skeleton directly where it tapped him. It nearly missed, but appears to knock the skeleton’s leg slightly off
The man moves away.
/Dash away after striking
Konstantinos gets up, and punches the skeleton right in the back. The skeleton, unaware of this attack, seems to nearly fall apart at the seems, while all of its limbs fall to the floor.
Konstantinos returns to the squirrel. The man stares at the skeleton, picks it up, and tears its head off.
“That’s one problem dealt with”.
“Glad that that’s over… at least.”
"The man sits on the floor, completely exhausted
“Would you look at that…”
“One arm survived.”
“Hey, funny guy, with the shades. You want this?”
“What purpose did that serve?” Konstantinos muses audibly with a hand to his chin. He’s genuine in his tone, with a hint of frustration.
“You got a limb, for one. And they’re out of our damn way.”
“I suppose…? I can take that?” Minor disgust can be noticed in his dialect, but the politeness remains.
The man gets up from the floor, and hands Konstantinos a skeleton arm… weird.
T-1 hour.
(That it for now?)
The man seems a bit beat, sitting on the far wall, away from all the strange people just… standing there.
funny thing is in an hour
i’ll open up the room for you
few minutes