02-11-2018, 04:45 PM
"One, you do not scare me, at all." said Warren growling at the intentional insults. The Shit Poster Supreme was the only title he could take seriously as far as he knew about the individual so far. Probably a shut in with a few screws loose. "Secondly, If I were here to fight you, you would already be picking yourself up off the ground. No, since you seem to be determined to get yourself killed by meeting up with Hecate, who am I to stand in your way? I'll take you right to her," stated Warren. It was not the truth, as far as being factual. He'd bring the corpse of the individual to Hecate though. "Right after you consent to a few...adjustments that is," said Warren, to the idiot that he was dealing with. In truth he would rather deal with anyone else other than the individual he was interacting with at present. The modifications he planned would end any chance of the individual becoming a danger to others by electrocuting him if he even tried. A crude approach, but a practical one.