Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20190402224637/@comment-5543592-20190409231916

"Wait until we get to the Divide." Josey said.

"Like love." Denis said, rolling his shoulder back and dusting his knees off.

Josey couldn't disagree. Love had a way of always hurting him. He wasn't a whiner, wasn't going to mourn his lot in life, but he thought he'd been dealt an unfair hand in that department. He immediately killed the thoughts. It wasn't worth dwelling on now.

"Paul." Josey spoke into his earpiece. "They see you yet?" He asked. The Courier had prior knowledge of what lay in Little Yangtze.