Max is a diva. Hercules would say he doesn't know where he gets it from, but honestly, Max came by it honestly. He was Chuck's dog first.
"He's something of a mascot for the crew now. Used to be just for Striker Eureka." He smiles a little, his face getting a far-away expression on it as he remembers the good old days, when his son was still around. "We were the steel bulldogs thanks to this ol' guy. Got his face painted on our armor and everything."
Max shifts and scratches at his side with his hind foot, his collar jingling merrily.
"Now that the war is over, it's like everyone's become a steel bulldog."
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Date: 2013-07-28 05:30 pm (UTC)"He's something of a mascot for the crew now. Used to be just for Striker Eureka." He smiles a little, his face getting a far-away expression on it as he remembers the good old days, when his son was still around. "We were the steel bulldogs thanks to this ol' guy. Got his face painted on our armor and everything."
Max shifts and scratches at his side with his hind foot, his collar jingling merrily.
"Now that the war is over, it's like everyone's become a steel bulldog."