"Oh..." she leaned back, then leaned forward. "Wait, who?"
*confused couch shark noises*
HMS Revenge wrote:
"Oh..." she leaned back, then leaned forward. "Wait, who?"
“You...don’t know the private military company, Griffon & Kryuger?”
"Do they work with ArmA, or Armadillo Armaments? That's the only PMC I've heard of."
"i know what she's talking about its a military group that develops weapons to protect the remaining humans from death"
“Uh, no....we fight the Sangvis Ferri.”
does his famous about doesn't care face
“Well, what did you expect, M16?”
doesn't care face intensifies as he headbashes into a table
"So no one else knows about ArmA? They helped us provide weapons for the Kurdish fighters that I trained during my assignment in the middle east. There's also a wealthy Swedish arms dealer named Max who has connections to them. I tracked him down and got the data on him in Dubai. Sure, he's married, but it's not the first time I've had a man with a ring."
"lady thats all nice and dandy but i hate to break it to you i don't think any of us particularly care"
"The Kurds cared."
Nicki Martin wrote:
"The Kurds cared."
“Well the Sangvis Ferri are a problem for us, so...”
"Raaaaaaawr. Shade's a buuuuzzkiiiill. Meanie, U-110 will bite." She nips Shade's finger as hard as her tiny teeth can.
U-110 wrote:
"Raaaaaaawr. Shade's a buuuuzzkiiiill. Meanie, U-110 will bite." She nips Shade's finger as hard as her tiny teeth can.
“For god’s sake, U-110, don’t go around do that.”
"Sowwy. U-110 is still a cute shaaaaaaaark. Raaaaaaaaaaawr. Raaaaawr. Raaaaaaaaaawr. U-110 just likes to make sure that her friends don't get bullied. U-110 bites the bullies, because U-110 protects her friends. I'm a shaaaaark. Fear meeeeeeee. Raaaaaaaawr."
and U-110 gets thrown across the room as he lets out a stream of curses due to U-110 biting him
Leroy catches U-110 and gently set's her down. "Alright Shade, You're a good man, show some stoicism and quit that sailor's mouth. Lest I start a brawl that very well may end your life."
"first im a vampire you can't beat me to death second christ almighty i just got bit pal but yeah sorry for uhhh chucking you across the room U-110"
"I wasn't going to beat you to death. Maybe put you in the hospital for a week or so at most." He backhandedly said.
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