Characters: Erol & Christine (closed)
Location: Christine's room
Date: Present
Rating: G for now
Erol hefted his gun irritably. Of course. Of COURSE there was chaos going on outside, and he had his weapons back, JUST when there wasn't a bloody thing he could do about it.
Maybe... he could try going out there anyway. What's the worst that could happen? So if he dies, so what? He'll come back, yes?
He checked the ammo. Full clip. His boots and knife were back, as well. Mar damn he'd missed those boots. It was very... very tempting... to JUST go out there.... to spin and kick and watch the blood fly as the spikes on his boots caught and tore through metal and flesh alike....
His golden eyes gleamed with bloodlust as he eyed the door.