
Fox McCloud
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Fox McCloud
@WeAreStarFox
Space-faring mercenary, and leader of Star Fox. [#StarFoxRP | #SmashRP | #MVRP]


the more he scans the surroundings hoping to see anything for his benefit, the more uncomfortable he finds himself becoming. mostly due to how unsanitary and rough-edged the area feels. while panther has frequented places with a similar vibe before, he much prefers corrupt folk —

the feline walks with an almost similar stride, though his confidence comes from a self-inflated ego. his maw curls into a smile hearing fox take his idea on board. " excellent! it's not exactly a foolproof plan, mind. panther's confident it will work on such menial thugs, —




" still a touchy subject, hm? how cute. " it's a mix of pushing the vulpine's buttons and an insensitive tease. though he does hang james' uniform back up, opting for peppy's instead.

— mccloud and hare uniforms before turning back to face fox, one in each paw. " do you think he could pull off the baggy look with hare's, /or/, could the smaller suit of daddy's really show off this one's figure? "

he watches the vulpine's eyes scan him down with a raised brow. the response doesn't sound too convincing. " right. panther thinks he'll judge it himself. " following the gesture, he enters the room and spots the uniform immediately. he could definitely tell it hasn't been —

eyes roll at the teasing jab, but he chooses not to bite back. he gets up and follows the vulpine with a question brewing. " say, speaking of readying up for the job, you /do/ have something that will fit panther, yes? "





" worth the try for a cat nap..." his words trail off under his breath. using momentum from his feet to spin the chair, he looks at the contract fox has highlighted. " max guana, hm? panther is neither sure if he knows them, or–... never mind. if you wish to start with him —


clawed fingers curl inwards as he leans back into the seat. he raises one paw to inspect his claws. " well, now that's been addressed, we could prepare for whichever one of these thugs you wish to pursue first. /or/, if there's time to waste, squeeze in a little midday nap. "

panther pauses momentarily. a few blinks later and his head shakes as he breaks into laughter. " you thought... no! no! panther means to roleplay with the /thug/! bless you, fox. that has tickled him. " the laughter slowly fades as panther leans in toward fox. " though, —

" well, " he says, sitting up in the seat. " a thug recognises a thug, yes? they won't be on high alert if approached by someone with similar intent. panther is very good at feigning interest. get them talking, lower their guard and— BAM! panther switches up and gets all —