Autumn (Open)

Lies! Lies! This obnoxious was bluffing with each told word about Silas towards Rowan. The young handler believed it, though, Silas wasn't that stunned as he was younger, and needed to understand more. Highly disgusted, Silas gritted his teeth, refraining to knock his high-mighty attitude down to the ground. However, he was one to ease his fueled temper.

His head shook, replying in a gentle tone, despite his inner rage. Soft eyes peered at Galen. Silas rose a hand into the air, sticking one finger upwards. "Rowan? Rowan is it?" He tried to read the tag on the gorilla from a few paces away. "That's not true." He stated truthfully, then directed his finger at Gladiator after lowering his arm.

Sluggishly, Silas sauntered over to the young gorilla. "I already know my defeat. He's stating another lie. I was simply wanting to know the whereabouts of this fine redhead after he had bought, and took her to his destination." He dropped his hand. "Silly if you ask me, not to mention cold to call out lies." For a moment he glared.

Gladiator gradually grimaced as Silas caught him out in his viperous lies. He'd hope that the young, clueless would actually believe him, instead of the raging ape beside him. Of course, he was proven wrong that the handler was a little more brighter then normal.

He grinned, as Rowan misunderstood. "I can help you Silas on knowing where the cutie lives, as that's no issue." He mentioned, maliciously smirked, then peered over at Autumn. "Yes, no issue."

The aggravated orangutan was gradually growing irked. The royal counselor was noticeably provoking him in certain ways, that seemed to appear secretly, but Silas was no fool. But, Gladiator was being a fool to even act to it, as this ape was massive compared to him. Even though, Silas wouldn't hurt another ape, unless he was drunk.

Slowly, his palm brushed his forehead, rolling his eyes towards the chimp. "No, no, you're a fool. Either you're purposely avoiding the question I asked earlier, shifting topics that don't even imply to me, and braindead. Because I honestly don't care where she hails from." He placed his palm in front. "However, you're likely changing topics." He snorted.

"If you're not going to inform me of the future of this human being kept by you, then you're wasting my time. I hope your friends accept your haughtiness because I sure in hell wouldn't ever." He crushed the royal counselor in words. After, he walked off, waving his hand behind.

Silas fists unfurled, slowly pausing his very sluggish pace. His head dropped, releasing a deep sigh as the previous handler didn't understand what Silas was wanting and his light wrath was towards the haughty ape. His massive body swiveled slowly, eyes peering over at Rowan. His palms rose then lowered them, repeating it a few time.

"Look, Rowan, I know you only arrived just a few moments and not retrieving all the parts of this commotion, but none of what a said was towards you. I have no issue with the handlers here, they're doing their jobs, even if they are fresh to the occupation." His beefy finger shot over at Gladiator. "That is the one that I'm having issues with." He explained, gritting his teeth.

He slowly dropped his finger to his side. "That high-mighty ape purposely bid higher, using the President's account. Bah, he's too sissy to use his own." He snorted, shaking his head, lightly fuming. "He's purposely avoiding my question on what he plans on doing with the exotic creature. As, it's going to the President he says, but I don't fully believe it. I mean he lied as soon as his mouth opened." He gripped the edge of his head, sighing, easing down. "Foolish counselor."

Gladiator fumed at the insults that were being tossed at him. His finger struck into the air, glaring harshly over at the raging ape that bid too. "Excuse me! Me haughty? I might be a little, but you, sir, have no business in knowing what me and the President dealings. You also have no clue why Kratos allows me. So I highly suggest you cover your mouth and hush!" He yelled over.

He staggered back a little. "Foolish? Foolish?!" He repeated, growing in anger. He stomped over, throwing a finger inches from Silas's face. "Now you're going a little too far with your words. I didn't answer your bloody question because what the President does with this creature isn't your concern, like the handlers' whereabouts before arriving."

Change the bid? He shook his head, along with his pams. "Wait, wait, you can't do that. I won that bid Mr. Rowan, or you'll surely regret it." He smirked, stepping closer to the handler. "Or are you doing that to help out that crazy ape by you?"

"Childish? You don't even know a sliver of what's going on the handler. You clearly have no idea for my growing vexation. What's childish is the way that haughty ape." He huffed, tossing his finger at Gladiator. "Acting like a spoiled chimp, fighting when he doesn't get his way." He glared over at Gladiator.

His eyes narrowed for a minute, shaking his head. "You know what, I don't need this. I just hope I never cross paths with you snobbish, childish chimp." He snorted, raising his palms to the air. "I suggest next time bid fairly, special counselor, or you're going to have enemies." He mentioned, after a bright suggestion.

He lowered his arms to his sides, turned, walking slowly away. "I'll see you around, handler, and dimwitted ape." He whispered glimpsing at Autumn once, before vanishing through the long line of cages.