Maybe you should've thought of that before you decided to break in your fancy corporate shoes down here.
[A polished (but dusty) hand claps the organic shoulder beside her.
So yeah, Fiona clearly is not listening to Rhys' whining. She's more focused on counting the packs of bandits, and keeping an eye out for the psychos she knows are lurking somewhere around them.]
We need the truck, unless your idea of a good time is getting chased down by a bunch of hungry bandits highly trained in the art of stabbing the daylights out of you, who may or may not also feed you to the rest of their little pack before you've bled out.
[Silver eyes briefly flick over toward her compadre, the barest of satisfied "I know better than you" smirks gracing her lips.]
no subject
[A polished (but dusty) hand claps the organic shoulder beside her.
So yeah, Fiona clearly is not listening to Rhys' whining. She's more focused on counting the packs of bandits, and keeping an eye out for the psychos she knows are lurking somewhere around them.]
We need the truck, unless your idea of a good time is getting chased down by a bunch of hungry bandits highly trained in the art of stabbing the daylights out of you, who may or may not also feed you to the rest of their little pack before you've bled out.
[Silver eyes briefly flick over toward her compadre, the barest of satisfied "I know better than you" smirks gracing her lips.]
Sound good?