Post by Tovarisch Khrushchev on Jul 27, 2007 15:02:42 GMT -5
Tovarisch jumps back through the window he had broken earlier.
"It seems I forgot some syringes here..."
He looks around, his vision hazy and his mind warped from months of nonstop drinking.
"Ah, here they are!"
Tovarisch mistakingly grabs the blue syringes from DJ's case and heads for the window.
"You never know when these might come in handy. Just gotta make sure you don't grab the wrong ones. Wouldn't want some sort of super zombie running about now would we!"
Tovarisch dives through the window once again, and sets off in to the haze.
"It seems I forgot some syringes here..."
He looks around, his vision hazy and his mind warped from months of nonstop drinking.
"Ah, here they are!"
Tovarisch mistakingly grabs the blue syringes from DJ's case and heads for the window.
"You never know when these might come in handy. Just gotta make sure you don't grab the wrong ones. Wouldn't want some sort of super zombie running about now would we!"
Tovarisch dives through the window once again, and sets off in to the haze.