Viper
With a sigh, Viper had told the others that he would not be joining them inside the restaurant. He'd said it was because he didn't want to scare any of the kids inside. In reality it had more to do with being stared at like some hideous freak of nature.
His eye caught sight of his right hand, completely covered in black scales. It's not like they don't have reason, anyways. Feeling thoroughly melancholy, he laid down in the back seat and fiddled with the seat belt.
He must've dozed off, because the next thing he knew there was a violent jerk and he almost rolled onto the floor. "OW, what the crap?" The Misfit sat up, blinking in confusion.
"Daemyn? Where're we going?"
