New Arrival (Open)

Adopt? Norrix hadn't thought of that. But he had no expertise with young children, even apes. At times he's around his friends' younglings but doesn't actually give you the whole duty of having one. He glimpses over at the girl in his grasp. She's too young to be pried from her parents.

The hand he used for payment rubs across his head, tensely chuckling. "Uh, adopt? Glad you're doing that. But, but, Rowan let's be honest here. I've never had a family. So, adopting may be too much at the moment," he mentions in genuine honesty, not withholding the truth.

He had two other ones that were being beyond wild humans. They were not his pets, will he take them in personally? Probably not. They had collars, they both have owners and a guardian. He'd hope anyway.


He merely snickers at her hopeless attempts to even slither her way out of his grasp. He gently removes her from one arm, then switches her to the other. He kindly pats her head. "Give up, pup, you're not escaping," he clearly mentions, providing one stroke.

He shifts back at Rowan. "I'm sure I'm going to have a marvelous eye-opener for this one," he anxiously smiles over to him. "Perhaps I can come over to see your little pup, one day," he sighs, knowing his schedule his strictly tight. "Anyways, thank you for the purchase," he dips his head. "I better head back,"

For a moment he gazes at Bailey, then continues to depart from the cages. After inspecting the cages, and the serious conditions, he surely was going to confront the CEO or someone who's over it.

"Thank you, Rowan," he dips his head after kindly thanking him. It's been a while since he had been to any of his buddies homes, even strangers. He'd trust Rowan more than the others, he and Norrix had been crashing into each other at random spots, forming a small friendly relationship.

"Thank you, Rowan, I shall do this, one day. As usual, my schedule is tight, but, no worries see you later," he nervously smiles, walking off. Honestly, it would be a long month before he would be able too. Now having a child mixed with those humans? Oh boy. Perhaps he should have thought this through?

Norrix's dark side emerged as he grasps the child's chin, forcing her to stare in another direction. In fact, he scurried out before Bailey would fight enough for Norrix to finally release in the scare of injury. A gentler section of him felt sorry for the child. He could relate, getting separated. He had that his entire life.

Unfortunately, as casual, Norrix would stand up straight, hardening his emotions. He battles to keep his feelings to overpower him.

He walks out, trying to soothe the wailing girl. "There, there, it shall be better," he assures but wasn't the greatest at being a parent.

He hated the strong eyes of the locals, especially in his rank. it was not good for his image. He would do anything to protect his reputation, even going very shady. That is one thing he does not allow, is his image to sink from lies, and unwanted attention.

Carefully, he injects her by his long device on his finger. His few others would be deadly or paralyzed. He continued to stroke by the other hand, faking to actually calm her, to reveal he wasn't as bad as he was. He utters peacefully, though his shady stare proven dark intention.

"There, there little one. I'm here now to soothe," he utters. He brushes her long hair, slightly, in time bringing her to his war chest. He tries another approach to draw the crows, even mutters. "I know, I know, your parents had moved on, it hurts," he utters. At times, covers her lips. Right after he pets.

He continues down the road, before entering a fancy car.