[Yusuke scowls at Raikov. Somehow, the fact that he's gingerly pinching a frisbee dripping with dragon saliva between his thumb and forefinger makes him look all the more done with everything.]
Right, thanks for the tip, but I don't wanna get on any side of you.
[And now if you'll excuse him, he's just gonna shake the spit off this frisbee. Hopefully none of it comes flying in Raikov's direction.]
action;
Right, thanks for the tip, but I don't wanna get on any side of you.
[And now if you'll excuse him, he's just gonna shake the spit off this frisbee. Hopefully none of it comes flying in Raikov's direction.]