03-30-2018, 04:04 AM
It had taken much longer than the stud preferred, but Ricochet was finally healed. On his right shoulder now lay a massive, gnarled scar; thick and ropy along the outer edges, a bulbous circle for its center. Infection and lack of care had left him ail for weeks, and if it hadn't been for the draconian stallion he likely would be dead. As much as he hated to admit it, he owed that damn horse his life. But he wouldn't ponder on that now, instead he would continue walking among the tidepools, in hopes of finding something to entertain his useless. What he didn't expect was to find the man whose ass he had whooped to be standing there. Studying him for a moment, it was clear that he lad left an eternal mark on the man; but his scars were still cleaner than his. Maybe he knew enough about medicine to tend to himself before problems could occur. It didn't matter, what mattered is that they were both in the same god damn place again, and this meant Ricochet had full rights to gloating. So with a sudden saunter in his step he made his approach, a smug smirk upon his dark maw as he did a simply once over of the fellow unicorn. When there seemed to be enough time for the man to recognize him, he finally took the time to speak,"Well look what the pussy drug in. How's the sun burn buddy ol' pal? Magma can do some wicked damage." He was such a smug bastard. He was going to hell and he would burn to a crisp there. Oh well, might as well fun in this life before he did. YOLO. DON'T LET THE BASTARDS GRIND YOU DOWN |
@Ruwin
Permission to do anything and whatever to Ricochet aside from maiming or killing. Tag in all posts.