As it turned out, Sollux wasn't actually going to get his chance at dealing with a group of idiots. They'd already stumbled onto a completely different troll, and were learning the lesson "don't mess with the gray-skinned aliens" quite thoroughly.
The animalistic snarls were the first warning that something was going down, and the sight of a bulky human being tossed head over ass to land at Sollux's feet was the second. And then the source of the disturbance made herself known...
Nepeta didn't often speak during fights. It was a distraction. She focused on ripping her opponents to pieces, or, less often, on intimidating them into giving up. This was one of the latter situations, because she didn't want to get thrown into the Zoo. That didn't stop her claws from being out, and wet with blood as she leaped into the light, about five men following her, one holding a profusely bleeding right arm.
She didn't notice her old friend for a moment, just snarling furiously at her opponents. They inched closer to the one she'd thrown in Sollux's direction, and she followed their movements...
And gave them a chance to regroup as she suddenly saw him and went utterly slackjawed. He was much taller than she remembered, but there was no mistaking those horns, eyes, or "try and force me to give a damn" expression. As the gang moved to grab their unconscious member and withdraw to rob another day, she spoke in disbelief.
Pocket Full of Pennies
The animalistic snarls were the first warning that something was going down, and the sight of a bulky human being tossed head over ass to land at Sollux's feet was the second. And then the source of the disturbance made herself known...
Nepeta didn't often speak during fights. It was a distraction. She focused on ripping her opponents to pieces, or, less often, on intimidating them into giving up. This was one of the latter situations, because she didn't want to get thrown into the Zoo. That didn't stop her claws from being out, and wet with blood as she leaped into the light, about five men following her, one holding a profusely bleeding right arm.
She didn't notice her old friend for a moment, just snarling furiously at her opponents. They inched closer to the one she'd thrown in Sollux's direction, and she followed their movements...
And gave them a chance to regroup as she suddenly saw him and went utterly slackjawed. He was much taller than she remembered, but there was no mistaking those horns, eyes, or "try and force me to give a damn" expression. As the gang moved to grab their unconscious member and withdraw to rob another day, she spoke in disbelief.
"Sollux?"