| OOC: BLAH BLAH BLAH! Stop spamming, or at least reprimand each other and post some good actions at the same time...
Oh yeah, I'm not modding this RP, am I?
BoT:
"We floored the gas after Yuri called to haul it. We drove for about 10 minutes and made it to the Italian HQ just around the time Vlad did. I checked down my ammo count. It was good. Hopefully Vlad was smart enough to lug along a shitload of ammo, or we weren't gonna survive the night. As the car screeched to a stop, a jumped out, slapped in a fresh clip for my M4, and held it up to Vlad's vehicle, just to be safe."
Leon: Vlad, you in there?
Vlad: Yes! Lower your gun!
Leon: Right, right.
"I lowered my gun and waited for Vlad to come out. I looked around and saw a bunch of nervous Russians. Sure, there were some tough looking pussies, but I wasn't so sure of how we'd hold out. As if he was reading my mind, Vlad re-assured me."
Vlad: Don't worry. They may look sorry, but's it's just because of the cheap American vodka they're used to.
Leon: Meh. As long as they can think straight and shoot straighter, I'm fine.
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"My word is my honor. My honor is my life."
-- Demonchild, Angelkin, the Blackest Seraph, the Final Warrior
"Cut down the Gods if they stand in you way."
-- Hagakure |