Post by Leon Silverblood on Apr 16, 2009 14:20:51 GMT -5
Leon lights his smoke and takes a drag, wincing at the stale taste. Soylent Green is made from people. Maybe it should be. Might taste better. He tosses the lighter back back over his shoulder to Noah with a "Thanks." as he turns toward the...there's an elevator in here? A freight elevator? What the hell kind of bar did this turn into after I left-
"Well I'll be a holy hand grenade. Sarpek you're still around? Figured you'd have blown yourself to the nine corners of the earth by now. And please don't be the third to put a syringe into Argo, he'll be feeling Axe's and Noah's for days, I bet."
"Well I'll be a holy hand grenade. Sarpek you're still around? Figured you'd have blown yourself to the nine corners of the earth by now. And please don't be the third to put a syringe into Argo, he'll be feeling Axe's and Noah's for days, I bet."
