Procrastination is just the act of putting off a task until you have enough anxiety about not getting it done in time that there is an immediate internal reward for starting to do it, namely the easing of the mental anxiety. You’re just waiting for a reward.
You stared blankly at the officer in front of you, arms crossed loosely in irritation and defiance.
“You want me to what?”
The officer winced at your tone, seemingly trying not to curl in on themselves under your strangely intimidating gaze.
“W-we…uh… We need you to try and calm them down… It’s no secret that you have an almost supernatural affinity with animals-”
“This isn’t an animal, it’s a motherfucking Dragon you brainless wet wipe. What exactly do you expect me to do?” You snapped, interrupting the officer.
The officer seemed to fold in on themselves even more, their colleagues shuffling nervously under your gaze.
“H-honestly… we’ve run out of options.” They admitted after a few moments.
Staring at them for a moment longer, you thought it over, rubbing at your face tiredly in frustration.
“Since you know of me, you obviously know my conditions. Correct?” Seeing their nod, you continued before they could respond.
“And you fully accept that, if I manage to bring them under control, all ownership and control is passed onto me, yes?”
Seeing them nod once more, you narrowed your eyes, only accepting their response once they gave a full verbal and binding answer. Sighing harshly, you pushed yourself upright and then stalked out of the tent without a word, the officers scrambling along behind you to keep up. Eventually, you reached the piss poor barricade they had set up, and climbed over the top, everyone else nervously taking shelter, leaving you to go on alone.
Everywhere you looked, there was destruction, making it obvious that they had waited until the very last minute to contact you. It was no wonder, as they were highly unlikely to want to give up control of such a powerful creature easily. Your services had always come with that particular clause, a decision you had made after witnessing one too many people abuse the creatures once they were returned to their care.
Walking fearlessly on, you found yourself a good vantage point, and took your first proper look at the raging dragon. Squinting, you watched them for a moment and then shook your head, scowling deeply as you corrected yourself.
Concept: An all gay pirate crew, made of mostly men but with a woman as the captain. When a mermaid tries to lure the pirates into the water, the results are not what she expected. Shes use to her prey being men, shes not expecting her prey to be the pretty captain, whos being held back by her crew, from jumping overboard.
Brigitte: If you had to separate your dog from 49 other identical dogs that were all equally excited to see you, how would you determine which dog was yours?
Reinhardt: I would take my 50 dogs home and live like a king.