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Post by Prisonner Of Today on May 13, 2008 20:06:01 GMT -5
"Yeah, well, it's been a while since I've seen anything that hasn't been trying to eat me in here."
Priz gives his new roommates an appraising look. After a moment, he walks over to the vending machine and helps shove it into it's place.
"You are fricken' nuts to stay down here." He grunts, straining against the heavy machine. "There's a few rooms upstairs, but most of the doors are pretty busted up. One does have a lock, and a pretty solid metal door, but that one's my room."
The vending machine finally slides into place, screeching as it's small metal legs dig furrows into the linoleum.
"If someone has some repair skills, there's what's left of a generator in one of the utility rooms. Hopefully the idiot with the rocket launcher didn't damage the electrical system too badly. I've been meaning to see if I can rig everything back up, but.. THEY'VE been all over this place since everyone else ran off."
Dusting his hands off on his pants, he looks more closely at Magatsu.
"You look familiar. Were you hold up in a bar a ways away from here a few months ago? I think I recognize those other guys from someplace too." He points at the Russians.
((You know, I never really thought of the name thing. For some reason, everyone here called me Cameron for a while, so if you want to use a name, that's the one to use.))
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