Post by albub on May 11, 2008 19:28:14 GMT -5
Stunned by the haggard man's assault on Magatsu, Alex takes some time before he responds to Magatsu. Finally, and deliberately, he addresses Magatsu.
"I'm fine pal, I'm not a fan of simple carbs anyway. I'll stick to the jerky."
He tosses s stick of dried meat to Magatsu before turning to the Slavic men stumbling out of a dark trapdoor.
"I'm fine, not even a scratch. My friend here on the other hand looks like he's literally starving. I don't know if there's a special procedure for treating that or not. Would either of you men like some scotch? It's only Glenfidditch, but one can't be choosy these days."
He lifts his glass for emphasis.
At the sound of even more frantic footsteps, he looks at the door. He can see a man with a painted face scrambling for the doors, which had been cleared by Magatsu's assailant.
"Why the rush, guy? I hope you didn't bring company, there's a crowd of zoms in the Sertin building and if they hear anything it'll be game over for us in here."
"I'm fine pal, I'm not a fan of simple carbs anyway. I'll stick to the jerky."
He tosses s stick of dried meat to Magatsu before turning to the Slavic men stumbling out of a dark trapdoor.
"I'm fine, not even a scratch. My friend here on the other hand looks like he's literally starving. I don't know if there's a special procedure for treating that or not. Would either of you men like some scotch? It's only Glenfidditch, but one can't be choosy these days."
He lifts his glass for emphasis.
At the sound of even more frantic footsteps, he looks at the door. He can see a man with a painted face scrambling for the doors, which had been cleared by Magatsu's assailant.
"Why the rush, guy? I hope you didn't bring company, there's a crowd of zoms in the Sertin building and if they hear anything it'll be game over for us in here."