Post by Sarpek on Aug 31, 2010 16:10:13 GMT -5
"He was an old friend. And I'm sorry, but I can't be in that for a few days. The zeds could attack at any minute." Using one of Vito's rusted M-60s as a crutch, he hobbles over to a cabinet. Opening it, he reveals a suit of armor made of battered steel plates. "This should do the trick nicely." Grimacing slightly, he attatches the leg plates over the cast, providing enough stability to walk. "I'll just have to watch out for that one."