Post by Leon Silverblood on Mar 31, 2007 0:24:04 GMT -5
The door and assorted formerly attached barricades fly to every corner of the room. Certainly someones got a large piece of shrapnel in the leg. Oh well. Leon waits for the smoke to clear and throws a zed body into the room face down, planting a boot firmly on top of the neck. He reaches to one side and drops a motorcycle across the spine to keep the back of the body still and glares coldly at every person in the room.
"Who threw my bitch out?"
"Who threw my bitch out?"
