UNNECESSARY BLOOD || O, Truce?

DEATH WOULD BE A RELEASE

"Then talk."

Deathstroke spoke in a raspy tone as he arrived on the scene, limping horribly due to his busted back leg and sore wrist. The normally imposing assassin was now nothing more than a frail qilin wrapped head to tail in bandages and splints, he didn't even carry himself with any sort of authority either. He just... looked broken. He also aimed to send a telepathic message to the leaders to get their attention over.

// Fourthwall Fallout

Osric!

FROM THIS LIFE

Lunchbox almost smirked at the shoddily hidden sheid, following her idol, the big bad Deathstroke, over to hear what the small warrior (well, no smaller than Lunchbox was) had to say. She was not in a position of authority to actually speak with her, but had a question. “What’s with the hunk of metal? Is that just a really big plate or something?”

//rushed

"It is a shield." The male offered as he joined the people on the scene. Stopping to look at Deathstroke, he would shake his head a bit. Clearly concerned about the male, he would then look at Clover. She was here with good intentions, it seemed.

"speech"

DEATH WOULD BE A RELEASE

"The Blackheart Rogues already took the stretch of land so I see no point in pursuing the conflict further in my honest opinion."

Deathstroke murmured as he glanced over at Solarni when they arrived to help out, his single eye betraying the level of exhaustion he was experiencing. But he was strangely willing to drop the dispute, it wasn't like he had the energy to spare for fighting and battling. He just didn't want to fight anyone anymore in all honesty.

FROM THIS LIFE

★ ★ ★ The female came up beside the assassin and looked Clover over. It seemed like this was peaceful, but her raised tail showed she was ready to attack the female. Violently, at that.

"Speech."

I COULD BE YOUR PERFECT DISASTER

So, Clover was done fighting us, huh? I made my way over to stand next to Deathstroke, red eyes landing on the Color Commands leader. "What exactly do you want, a formal neutrality or something? We don't have a reason to fight over the land anymore, but a lot of your members are still fair game to us being Anticlanners and all. It would take some hard bargaining if you want to get yourselves off the menu altogether." I mean, I wasn't just going to tell the Rogues they couldn't fuck with an anticlans members if said members were acting like vicious little shits. It was our right to invoke the karma law on whoever we wanted. But on the other hand, I wasn't abnove working something out. I'd always been the selfish sort, so if Clover was willing to trade me something that was worth my time then I might be willing to call the dogs off. This was reflected in my tone, which wasn't dismissing the idea altogether but was still pretty damn open about it not seeming likely.

YOU COULD BE MY EVER AFTER

Basics 

Canine/Feline Hybrid - Hellhound - 6'9 - Homoromantic/Bisexual

Interactions 

Aloof - Blunt - Sarcastic - Social

Impulsive - Corrupt - Possessive - Unpredictable

Aggressive - Dominating - Highly Intelligent - Fast Thinker

Violent - Prone to Apathy - Capricious - Playful

PLEASE NOTE;; Fourthwall is known to break the 4th wall, as his name suggests. He is a person who -instead of gods or reincarnation- thinks that he is just a character made up in a story, and so nothing he says or does has any real consequence. This allows him to suppress emotions like guilt or hesitation in order to enrich his life, as he believes that nobody is actually real, and so none of the bad things he does to others in order to enjoy himself are real either. He will often refer to his 'Writer' during 1st person posts and complain about the way they write him or his story, and is convinced that the entire world and FF's reality is just some big story.