Nothing Personal

Under Your Skin.

"ay Striker!"

Joe shouts over the field drawing the imp on horse back closer, Blitz holds the sides of his face in awe of the large hell horse, it was no surprise the imp gushed over such a creature. Striker pulls sharply back on the reins Bombproof neighs brightly lighting her chest rearing for all to see her brilliance earning a grin from her rider.

"Well howdy"

Striker greets with a tip of his hat, his ringed eyes find Millie in the group of imps gathered.

"Well lookie here"

He says swinging his leg out the saddle and landing on the firm dirt flicking his tail up his back with a twist of his hips, he walks to her feeling all their eyes on him. He offers his hand which she takes to shake in greeting.

"You must be the famous Mildred, heard some good things about you from your folks lil lady"

He says winking earning a embarrassed giggle from Millie, Moxxie was looking over the imp something felt off about them but he couldn't put his finger on what it was.

"What are y'all doing so far away from imp city? Huh free workin finally slowing down?"

He asks honestly and Millie shakes her head slightly as their hand separate.

"Ooh no free lance isn't free it's uh never mind, we're just visitin for the festival, the prince is our bosses boyfriend"

Millie says and Striker grins all the information he had been given was now being knitted together. Moxxie notices how jagged Striker's horns were, he had never seen a pattern like this with the black and white so angled. What interested Moxxie more was that in a certain light you could see grooves in Striker's horns which only interested him more.

"Millie I am not above hitting a female infront of her daddy"

Blitz warns leaning closer to her with a mocking raised hand making her giggle in response, Striker had felt Moxxie's eyes on him the whole time and it didn't bode well for him. Striker had done his research on the group and if anyone was going to sus him out it was going to be Moxxie and that couldn't happen.

.-.

Striker grins as the group leave Millie to tend to her husband sat in the dirt, this was a good start. The plan was simple, keep Blitz close and Moxxie in the back, as along as he could keep feeding Blitz's ego he would never question him. Moxxie he would have to keep pushing down so he would keep trying to prove himself, this would keep him from questioning too much. He grins to himself as he was slicing the hide from the hog a gentle pat from Joe on the shoulder draws his attention back to the present.

"Thankyou for finishing that hog before my fool of a step son made things worse"

Joe hums and Striker nods making gentle nicks under the hide.

"No needing to thank me boss, he has clearly been in the city too long"

Striker says and a snort comes from Blitz making them both look as he walks forward.

"Mox ain't the strong arm type but he is at least a good worker"

Blitz says and Joe huffs crossing his arms.

"Well he isn't completely useless then"

Joe says and heads out the room leaving the boss imp and farm hand. Blitz walks to stand by Striker's side as he cuts at the carcass. Striker could feel his eyes on him looking over his body like he was trying to figure something.