"Uh. Doesn't sound like they /NEED/ to surprise us. Hell, let's hope they're low-tech, or we might have bullets sailing through these walls any second now. I'll just uh.."
Cuffs fixates himself at Gareth's side, a distance from the door but not enough to make him completely useless, removing his plasteel hatchet, letting it hang loosely in his hand rather than preparing for battle whilst muttering.
"Yeah, uh. You all might want to hold onto something, by the way."
Cuffs fixates himself at Gareth's side, a distance from the door but not enough to make him completely useless, removing his plasteel hatchet, letting it hang loosely in his hand rather than preparing for battle whilst muttering.
"Yeah, uh. You all might want to hold onto something, by the way."