Black cat

Jun 10, 2008 17:51

The big feline mech known as Dreadnought appears with a flash next to his offline shell and weebles just the slightest bit as he lands. He blinks and lifts his head to look around, then gives a slightly drunken sounding chuckle and shakes himself vigorously, which frees the smell of mud, crud, discharged energy weapons, and ozone.

"Slag. What was the trippiest thing you ever had happen? I just got ganked into the middle of a bog battle with slimy things, and then hit by lightening that left a freakin' dried out crater and sent roasted slimies all over the place."

There's not a mark on him, and he still looks like he's grinning. It's a bit discomfiting, considering the mood he's been in lately.
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