OOC: Duely noted Splat, unfortunately Ark is a glutton for punishment
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IC:
'Slave. Slave!' the word echoed in Ark's mind, when ever that word was muttered his life takes a turn for the worst. 'No, not any more.'
"Slave. I am no slave, I'm a paid employee, you pompo-," Ark stop himself short, after all this Vykker was armed, while he was empty handed. Contorting his face into a look of utter frustration, while rubbing his forehead, Ark resumed his speech, "You know what, fine, whatever. You win."
Standing up straight, Ark pivoted, and started storming down the hall while shouting back, "Try to keep up!"
'You arrogant, insufferable, pompous, pile of biological waste.' Ark thought as his tattoos started to illuminate the hall.
OOC: No idea if this will push Kirk over the edge or not. Though I'm waiting with bated breath.