"I have precautions for that. I have precautions for just about everything, just a lack of duct tape."
Mat chuckles, looking at Az. "... I'm not really Liger though. I'm just was using the outfit to be hidden. It might stand out, but it covers all of the features well."
Blackout wandered in, wearing his Night Guard armor, sans helmet. Taking a seat across from Cricket and Hope, he yawned and asked for a very strong black coffee.
Dusty delivered just that, walking it over to the table like a non-lazy pony. "Hello, Blackout. Anything new?"
*the toaster pops, the giant piece of bread emerging beautifully toasted. rather then use a knife, neoshadow uses one of his wings, which goes super sharp to spread the peanut butter, before slicing it in half and folding it over* "delicious"
"You created a large toaster." *the dirty wing retreats into neoshadows form, before a fresh wing emerges*
Blackout yawned again. " A bovine uprising out west, a coven of necromancers hiding out in the Badlands, and yet another rogue dragon on the loose. Nothing unusual, really."
"The necromancers? About a dozen, give or take. Some of their undead got loose..." "I wonder how that happened," Cricket interupted. "Why risk my own forces when I could just use theirs against them? Anyway, after the zombies got a hold of them, they were all a little too... dead... to question."