[He's shuffling backwards, deftly placing his feet to move quickly without falling over himself as his hands search the gear belt at his waste to see what he has at his disposal]
Now, now you just stay over there, ok?
[His fingers find the butt of his sidearm]
After all. This is a new uniform. Your innards would spoil it.
Scenario Three
Oi! Sabakawala! What you looking at, ah?
[Yes, he means you. Klaes' head is cocked to one side and his frown stretches the skin where burn marks scar his face and neck. His eyes narrow as he juts his chin in your direction]
Klaes Ashford | The Expanse (s. 3)
Sabaka. Now that is an ugly pashangwala....
[He's shuffling backwards, deftly placing his feet to move quickly without falling over himself as his hands search the gear belt at his waste to see what he has at his disposal]
Now, now you just stay over there, ok?
[His fingers find the butt of his sidearm]
After all. This is a new uniform. Your innards would spoil it.
Scenario Three
Oi! Sabakawala! What you looking at, ah?
[Yes, he means you. Klaes' head is cocked to one side and his frown stretches the skin where burn marks scar his face and neck. His eyes narrow as he juts his chin in your direction]
We gonna have a problem?