Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20170203214410/@comment-5543592-20170209133417

Randall laughed at the idea of this crippled man and his gang of idiots teaming up on him.

"I don't think you understand." He drawled, rising to his full height, and scooping up the screwdriver from the pile.

"You owe me." He began, slowly stepping closer to Wilkes. "For letting you all continue on in this hole.  Would've been much easier to join up with someone else and then ghost all of you." He looked hard at Wilkes. "Could do it right now."

He pointed at the man's revolver with the screwdriver. "Maybe you get lucky and wing me.  Others though... they won't see me coming." Randall shrugged indifferently. "But maybe I thought I'd try things differently this time.  Doesn't mean I have to tolerate you though.  So, you leave me alone... I leave you alone."