Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20170203214410/@comment-5543592-20170209210053

(Yeah they were like straight up in the middle of murdering each other, more guns aren't really a concern at that point)

"Don't really need it." Randall decided impassively, of both his toe and Wilkes' ear. He switched the knife around in his hand so that he was holding it by the blade and then tossed it for Wilkes to catch.

"Randall." He told Wilkes, inspecting the new hole in his tricep, digging a finger into the wound to see how deep it was.