Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20151224155202/@comment-5543592-20151225193017

Reming looked over at the other ghoul. "Why are you calling me Reming?" He had never shared that nickname with the others.

(Lol, slip of the tongue is why.  I could edit, but I'll give an in RP explanation)

The Boss glanced to Reming's weapon. "That's Bolt Action 700 Remington Rifle.  And you got a hard-on for guns.  Seemed appropriate.  But now is not the time."

"You must be a very stupid Artificial Inteligence if you don't understand the concept of a deal." Reming said to Clive. "I am getting that Protectron." "Don't argue with it!" The Boss hissed. "Let's just get the fuck out of here." The Boss muttered, slowly backing towards the door.