[Walking down the hallways and looking rather angry is Joe. His blood-soaked shirt is slung over his shoulder and the rest of him doesn't look much better. The blood is on his arms, his pants, his front and there's a bit on his face. His expression is one of rage and a half burned cigarette sits between his lips.

Without pause, he digs his comm ( Read more... )

[The comm clicks on. Joe sounds tired, but amused.]

Right. I'm sure ya all heard Zeke's announcement. Sergei's is havin' a bit o'trouble at the moment so I'm openin' the door of Our House good and proper.

If ya want food, head on over this way and we'll see what we can work out. You'll find myself and Nelly-- uh. Nel, mannin' the kitchen.

[He pauses ( Read more... )