Post by Leon Silverblood on May 31, 2009 13:51:45 GMT -5
Watching all the equipment come out as Giddien gears up, Leon raises his eyebrows. Now that's how you go to war. He nods his approval and scratches his stubble. Leon shakes Giddien's hand, then rubs his own. His hands were sore as hell. He'd better get something on them if he expected to use so much as a first aid kit. Lots of other things hurt, too. His ribs, his thigh, his arm. His face. Damned steely bastard Giddien. If he ever hit that guy again, it would be with something harder. Like a truck, maybe.
"Bah. 'You never truly know someone until you fight them'? Haha. Well, you ain't so bad yourself. I guess nerves just get a little raw when we live in this shit long enough, eh? Anyway. Where you goin'? Nothin out there but death and unlife. Hehe. Oh- who'd you say you came into Malton with? Halo? What's that? You boys sure pack some heavy metal."
"Bah. 'You never truly know someone until you fight them'? Haha. Well, you ain't so bad yourself. I guess nerves just get a little raw when we live in this shit long enough, eh? Anyway. Where you goin'? Nothin out there but death and unlife. Hehe. Oh- who'd you say you came into Malton with? Halo? What's that? You boys sure pack some heavy metal."
