Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20190326124223/@comment-5543592-20190326205955

"Save thing as you, your majesty." Tanner smiled, showing he was only teasing. "Wandering out, trying to keep people from dying.  WIth Hades dead, I needed a new day job."

"No offense, Mr. Walker.  But Shrike will not be threatened by a farmer's rifle and flannel.  This is someone who tore apart an Institute Courser with her bare hands--that's a machine with a skeleton made of titanium, Mr. Walker, titanium.  Last week she overthrew the Courier in Vegas, she has a kill count higher than we can record.  Were you to shoot her with that rifle, she would pluck the bullet of her skin and feed it to you." He paused. "Literally.  I do not exagerate.  That is a fact."