Post by Leon Silverblood on Apr 14, 2009 0:48:53 GMT -5
Leon taps Axe on the shoulder, having watched the goings-on in his former haunt for a few minutes. He talks around and through the unlit cigarette that hangs from his lips. "Long time no see, old friend. You got all my lighters wet," he says in a sandpapered voice that manages to sound disappointed despite it's intrinsic growl, gesturing around at the zombies who were regrettably no longer hiding their variegated disfigurations behind suits of dancing yellow and red. "Got a match?"
He looks around, regarding Argo, his old friend the DJ, and the many pretty much unrecognizable cadavers meandering through the streets. After a long time wandering the streets himself, this place looked pretty homey. Or was it just the nostalgia playing with him? Leon reflected on the old friends he'd made here and wondered how many had gone on to better things and how many had had their better things eaten out of them. Harrison, Axe (well, he was here at least), Tovarisch, the Don, Melody, all his favorite jackasses. Who knew. Well, he'd ask around.
His gaze came back to Axe and he raised his eyebrows to reiterate his question. "Match? Pocket napalm, perhaps? Might improve the flavor. And where's the bartender? Gods, I need about a fifth of piss and vinegar."
He looks around, regarding Argo, his old friend the DJ, and the many pretty much unrecognizable cadavers meandering through the streets. After a long time wandering the streets himself, this place looked pretty homey. Or was it just the nostalgia playing with him? Leon reflected on the old friends he'd made here and wondered how many had gone on to better things and how many had had their better things eaten out of them. Harrison, Axe (well, he was here at least), Tovarisch, the Don, Melody, all his favorite jackasses. Who knew. Well, he'd ask around.
His gaze came back to Axe and he raised his eyebrows to reiterate his question. "Match? Pocket napalm, perhaps? Might improve the flavor. And where's the bartender? Gods, I need about a fifth of piss and vinegar."
