Cross The general in Red
[Sunday 10:10]
"You know." The man smirked. "I wouldn't be surprised if that fat bastard did this. But then...." He shrugs.
The General leans forward, his cigarette in his hand. "He and his little bunch of brats went missing when the whole thing went down. Not like he could do anything, not with how all the infected had innocence in their blood." The red head drank his very expensive wine, looking extremely festive, but also serious as well.
He leans back, looking to the side, to Klaud Nyne. He sidles closer to her, as if this wasn't an important interview. She looks at him before looking back at me.
"Please continue."
"You know." The man smirked. "I wouldn't be surprised if that fat bastard did this. But then...." He shrugs.
The General leans forward, his cigarette in his hand. "He and his little bunch of brats went missing when the whole thing went down. Not like he could do anything, not with how all the infected had innocence in their blood." The red head drank his very expensive wine, looking extremely festive, but also serious as well.
He leans back, looking to the side, to Klaud Nyne. He sidles closer to her, as if this wasn't an important interview. She looks at him before looking back at me.
"Please continue."