Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20160126170544/@comment-5583506-20160219221212

Evangeline didn't hear his last insult, and that just made her feel all the better. She didn't need to hear his bullshit. She had dedicated her life to protect the people of the Wasteland. She had suffered. The loss of her sight at an early age. She had braved cold and heat, starvation and insomnia to keep people safe. And he dared to mock her?

Sometimes she could almost sympathize with the people she hunted down to keep the world a better place. Something must have driven them to that edge. Most likely ungrateful people like Clyde. For all the years she had suffered she would also be bereft of the opportunity to lament her blindness?

''By what right does he judge me? ''she reflected, fighting the urge to put a bullet in the sinner's head and be done with it. By what right?

"Armour can't protect for shit when you know where to hit", rhymed Kriegz in response and headed out as well, clutching his hand to the wound at his sides.