Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20190327223159/@comment-5583506-20190328150723

"You know", Shanks scoffed with a wolflike snarl on his face. "I'd happily chase tennis balls over saving your liquified ass, zombie. Now let the veterans do the talking, and you can be right back home to your graveyard before the night shift."

"Everyone has a place here." Miller told Shanks. "But you are correct, some people will have to delegate or operate from headquarters, not everyone is capable of frontline combat."

"Not everyone here is capable at all", Shanks snorted crudely.