Who’s Side Are You On Anyway?

foxxiisms:

        Fox stood there, his artificial tail flicking just like that of a real fox. His arms crossed over his chest as he popped his hip and raised a single brow. The smirk on his lips forward the tips of his sharpened canines to poke through. He scoffs a moment before speaking, shoulders lifting as he does. 

        ❛ Nice one. ❜ he says, in response to the comeback, sarcasm   d r i p p i n g    off that tongue of his before he looks up at Miss Richie. ❛ Besides, tha lady ain’t gotta be taken ta be a vixen does she? ❜ He muses, winking at her before he unfolds his arms and shifts his weight into his other hip as he puts a hand on the extended hip and uses the other to make hand gestures as he speaks. 

        ❛ I’m talkin’ bout tha missin’ “hero” –– ❜ He puts finger quotations around it. ❛ –– an’ tha missin’ thugs too. Ya want the info or not, big blue? ❜

Gripping the rail Megamind glared down at the kid, he was about to shout back another insult but the mention of ‘missing’ had him furrowing his brow, “Why should I care is some idiots have decided to abandon post? It just means that I’m no longer required to stare at their grotesque features when they appear on the news.”

He was lying through his teeth, already he was planning on jumping down and demanding info. Roxanne saw the shift in his body language and rolled her eyes, “I’m obviously not needed for this, I’m going to…” 

Her tired brain caught up as she registered what was said. Fuck. Her reporter instinct caught the edge of the story and latched on. No way she could sleep now. Arms crossed she left it at raising an eyebrow at the boy. She really was too tired for this, but she wasn’t going to be left out. 

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