Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20151216000203/@comment-5543592-20151220041025

"No innocent harming." Tanner promised, color returning. He found it kind of funny that she would accuse him of such. He'd never shot anyone before in his life. Hell, Mr. Tiddles had been his first kill!

So, he knew the incarnate of god, a Super Mutant stealth warrior, a Vault Dweller who made vulgar remarks, a ghoul scientist with brain cancer, and now a witchhunter. Cool stuff. And the Boss had orginally intended not to bring Tanner along! He would certainly be missing out, if that had been the case.

"Anyway, it was nice talking to you." He said. "I've never met anyone who collects fingers before." Tanner joked, grinning at his own humor. He pretty much realized morbid and awful the joke was outright. He really did need to work that. Perhaps he could find a holotape about comedy?