Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20180221180401/@comment-7262318-20180225002423

"So I can shoot you, then Harriot, and we all walk right the hell outta here? Disaster averted..." Grant said. From the tone of his voice, he wasn't considering. But he kept the thought in his back pocket...

"Just take the fucking chip, give Harry the antidote, and get the fuck out before my sight gets back," Wilkes grunted.

"You heard the man, give her whatever antidote you got," Grant said. "You don't wanna end up on Hell's doorstep and have to tell the Devil that you got sent here by a blind man and an old shit with a gun, do you?"