Re: Titan
Titan barely recalls the number of days since he was separated from the puny man called Walters. He can barely piece together the events since then, but at least one included a fight with his cousin.
Over time, all that mattered to him faded away, including his thoughts of the dark-haired woman who treated him like more than a monster, like a person. He was barely able to say her name a few days ago as the men with guns and electric sticks attacked him, hurting him and making him angry.
Titan was no longer sure how long he'd been cooped up in this cage, a prisoner to puny men he could crush if they didn't use their foul magics against him. When he was free, he would crush them all.
And suddenly...someone is talking at him. No.
Talking /to/ him.
Titan doesn't fully understand the words anymore, but the tone, the way the puny man looks down upon him reminds him of how Walters treats him. Like an animal to be unleashed on command. Like Titan should be /honored/ to be worthy of his notice.
He treats Titan like he should kneel...and Titan does not kneel.
Vincent's thank you comes int the form of a large green fist connecting with his face.
"Leave...me...alone." he growls, advancing on the Latverian with deceptive speed for one of his size.
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