06 | VISUAL | LOCKED TO WYATT CAIN | CRASH AND BURN, YOUNG AND LOADED
Party's been contemplating this for a while, and that's why he finally stabs at the tablet with an odd sense of conviction. He's not a coward so text isn't an option, but the thing that bothers him most is just how worried he is about this. The guy is a S/C/A/R/E/C/R/O/W, leastaways looks an awful lot like one, and that just spells no good for all parties involved. Especially if he apparently 'died' at the hands of one, wherever Kobra Kid came from. He'd normally be apprehensive about his own brother is really his own brother due to his origin story, but he thinks he just needs something or someone to believe in that's real. That's from his world that isn't a junked up car.
Which is probably why he's transmitting a visual to one Korse look alike, in a forest somewhere, back against a tree. It's night and he can't sleep, the rumbling in his stomach making it difficult.
"Hey." He pauses, staring intently at the tablet before sighing.
"Uh... We kinda need to talk. Yeah."
Which is probably why he's transmitting a visual to one Korse look alike, in a forest somewhere, back against a tree. It's night and he can't sleep, the rumbling in his stomach making it difficult.
"Hey." He pauses, staring intently at the tablet before sighing.
"Uh... We kinda need to talk. Yeah."