The ‘Hellhound’ Roleplay

Dragen uncloaks next to the man (Atlas.) and scratches his other cheek “I am not your pet...”

Atlas, unfazed, pets the cat in response
“maybe not, but youre stwill mwister fwuffykins” Atlas replies teasingly

“Okay, nope.” James grabbed Atlas, pulling him back, “That is borderline creepy.”

“Y’all aren’t bad yourselves. What do you say Dragen? Want to join?” Looks around at the people, “And stop killing people, we don’t need more people trying to kill us.”

Suddenly the tourniquet Wrapped around Atlas leg untie’s itself and floats into Dragen’s cloak “Well I wouldn’t mind they seem like pretty decent folks.” he looks straight at James ignoring Atlas and the blood dripping down his leg.

Atlas -oblivious to the blood - smiles broadly.

James grinned, “Great! Though our pilot will probably beat us, considering we just blew up the food court.” He chuckled “Welcome to the crew of Hellhound. I’m the captain, James Roland. This is our weapons expert, Atlas,”

Atlas emphasizes his role by shouting “KITTY”

(Jarrett introduce Dragen he ain’t doing no introduction xD.)

“Nice to meet you, this is Dragon and I am Malik.” Putting out his hand, “we are bounty hunters. It’s nice to be called part of a ‘crew’ for once.”

Atlas looks them over and smiles “this is gonna get interesting, could I study your weapons once we get back to the ship? Oh, and you kitty, those claws aren’t natural so I’d say you’ve been...upgraded, could I check that too?”

"Captain, the ship is refueled," Renaya states as she approaches the group. She pauses. "Who are these circus clowns?"

Dragen bears his fangs looking at the new comer.

James rolled his eyes, “Well, we’d best head back to the Hellhound.” He annouced, turning and running right into Renaya, “Oh, thanks, Renaya. This is Dragen and Malik, our new crewmembers.” He explained with a shrug, stuffing his hands into his pockets.

“Nice to meet you” Malik says as he puts out his hand again, as it was ignored by James.

Renaya remains silent but Phase on her shoulder sqwaks a greeting. She sighs, places her palm to her face, and squints her eyes. "Let’s just get back to the ship. Please."

James distractedly shook Malik’s hand, surrounded by people all wanting to speak to him. “Mhm, you too.” Then he nodded to Renaya, “Alright. C’mon, guys.”

Dragen walks right up next to atlas and whispers into his ear “You can pet me if you like, but ya know I gotta keep the tough guy image for everyone else.”

Atlas winks right back and flicks the cat's ear “good kitty”

Malik, slightly hearing as he was the closest to Dragon giggles to himself.

Renaya puts up a palm as if to secretly whisper to James, "They try anything, I’ll break their kneecaps"

James chuckled, “Please do.” He grinned at Renaya, his ruby eye sparkling. Then, calling back over his shoulder, he yelled to Dragen, “We all heard you, we are telepathic.”

Dragen mutters a few curses under his breath.
From within the folds of Dragens cloak comes a small bubbling squeaking noise Dragen taps his coat “Shhh later mate. Later.”

Atlas merely shrugs and smiles, shooting a short glance over to Dragen, questioning the sound

“You all are telepathic?”