Nov 03, 2010 22:28
The first lesson of survival in a world where everyone hunts you down came into play when Nick decided to just dunk David's head into a stream of water and hold it down firmly. "I'm sorry, I don't understand fish," he quipped so simply while the young man thrashed about. The kid had two options: either turn into an animal and run away or fight back. As the conman expected, he felt David slip away from his grip in the form of a trout. "I'll let that one slide but next time, if an Infected or one of your aliens tries to drown, and they will, you better hope to God you have something to bash their brains in," he scolded at the fish with the Chimera tattoo.
killing's an art,
downtime is sacred,
[verse] four horsemen of the apocalypse,
[who] david