Joe continued to stare at the dog tags, standing over Gamma's body. "You stupid idiot." Joe said, clenching the dog tags and tearing up some more. There were pieces of money that were still stuck in the ground, wedged in.
"Perhaps the horse should be skinned for denying us information." Dromaeus hissed, before glancing around the battlefield. Spotting Joe standing over one of the bodies, he went to him. Once there he looked down at the corpse, up to Joe's face, and back to the corpse.
"If you prefer, I will not search this one for valuables."
The ship lands, 6 legs extending and gripping the ground. "I'll just head back for the artefact." He says over the comms. He looks at Berethor. "Alright lets go." He forms a Shard Pistol and holds it at him while he deactivates the restraints and begins to lead him off the ship.
We reside in Deadside, mortal.
The souls of all who hath passed away go there, including thy beloved family.
How do we know thy name? We only had to ask them.
Reginald finished his meal that he was calmly eating throughout the entire fight (Because he's very experienced at eating in the middle of a fight). As he got up he saw several of the others crowded around an injured man and assumed he was a prisoner. He walked over and asked, "So whose our new captive?"
@Wacky Gah, Why did you give them such simillar names?!
Knife looks at Roland. "Sorry, you all look the same to me." He says, before turning to Robert. "Like I said, a delicacy in many countries."
He then turns his head to Mia. "Oh, he's alive? Good." He thinks for a moment, then addresses both Mia and Beta. "Mia, you can do whatever you want with him without killing him, 'kay?"
Bertrand walksout of a limo parked near by performing a stereotypical villain slow clap "Bravo young man, just one more task to complete then you get paid and get a new job offer."
Bertrand say's as he inspects berethor
"Never mention my family again or I WILL show you why i was called the demon of empire city for so many years......now i accept your offer, for the time being, but do not test my patience again." Kessler said as he stood coldly gazing at the DS, in his eyes lightning could be seen as though there were a storm raging in his mind.
Berethor gave a snort. "What could I do with only a sword? It is very precious to me..." he said to Varger, ignoring Bertrand for now. He was confident he could do much with a sword, if only he could get it back...
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