Spectator Thread

[Jak Mar]

Daxter frowned and his fur started to rise, something was bothering him and fast... What did this man know?

Something was in this man's eyes, what was it... Maybe he just wanted to talk... No.. nobody just wants to talk without something...

Commander Torn eyed the man and frowned crossing his arms and the chills waving across his neck were bothering him and the offness of the room was really creeping him out. Torn was about to reach for his dagger but watched the man silently. "Why do you like the rat? He's.... annoying..." He hid his true intent to protect Daxter through a mask of emotions and made sure to hide it.."

Daxter somehow worried. He watched the television and the strange man was smirking. Something happened... the split...