Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20160815191629/@comment-5583506-20160824230215

Ward snorted in response to Jack's insults and sheathed his revolvers, sticking them back into their holsters. Smoke slowly left their muzzles.

"Place is clean now, just like the doctor ordered", he said cynically.

"Such a shame we won't be able to find out where this mister Keen is now though", said Deaphanie sharply and glared at her brother.

"Rats like him will probably find us before the other way around. And what's wrong with that? Isn't that what we want?"

Pestin came closer to examine Ward's wounds. "Bro... you... you really shouldn't put yourself out on the line like that. Fuck, there are... there are like ten wounds here. Maybe you should sit down?"

"Hell with that", grunted Kriegz. "I am fine. Remember Gettysburg?"

"I wasn't around all there that much, bro."

"Oh."