(Untitled)

[fuckyousoleil]

[In the center of camp, there is a bulletin board. Beneath the bulletin board is a large medical kit. Much like the other two, it has a number pasted on the side in medical tape - "VII." It's also filled to the brim with what one would expect from a med kit. However, unlike the other two, this kit is already open, making today's print out

Comments

[thekingsgambit]

What did you say to him?

[2nd_slinger]

You pro-act enough, you'll be nice an' worn out when the music starts, chief.

[thekingsgambit]

Either way, assuming difficulty in this incident is a given.

[2nd_slinger]

... pretty much.

But somebody's gotta handle it, right?

[thekingsgambit]

Ah.

[2nd_slinger]

We've got people countin' on us.

Well... Mostly you, but sorta me by association. An' maybe one or two in ym own right.

[thekingsgambit]

We will not let anything happen to them.

[2nd_slinger]

That's the plan.

Let's make it happen.