II. -14-

[gravity_walk]

Everything all right now? Finally. I gotta get out of this bloody coat; stench is ... ugh.

I don't think Loz has quite gotten over that fight yet. [voice]Hey, dude, stop moping.[/voice]

Yo, Walter psycho dude. Next time you need a closet, just ask.

Comments

[crazyhoboninja]

Oh, I managed to find some empty rooms, but thank you all the same.

Haven't quite finished my redemption, but I suppose this is as good a start as any~

[gravity_walk]

Tell you what. You get slaughtered the next time a troop of crazies march through here, we'll call it good.

[crazyhoboninja]

I was on fire and broke my legs. I seem to recall being shot a lot, but that was mostly you, but my memory is a bit fuzzy in that moment, admittedly~

[gravity_walk]

Fuzzy memory, huh? I don't think setting yourself on fire really counts, man.

[crazyhoboninja]

I set myself on fire? Hmm, I seem to recall there having already been a fire before I got there.

[gravity_walk]

There was a fire before you got there, yeah. But when I told you to move, you came at me. On fire.

[crazyhoboninja]

Well, that explains all the blisters. You didn't happen to inject anything in me to make me feel sick, now, did you?

[gravity_walk]

Uh, no. Just arrows, dude. Poison and stuff isn't my style.

[crazyhoboninja]

I appreciate the truth. Hmm, I wonder what I was infected with~