RE: Masks 2
07-05-2019, 06:19 AM
(This post was last modified: 07-05-2019, 06:20 AM by Cidellus.)
Across the pool, Salamandra had approached the Red Reaper and taken up position on a nearby lounge chair.
"So...back in the game, huh?" Salamandra asked him.
"Yep," the Red Reaper replied, sipping his umbrella drink as he lounged back, watching the pool from behind his mask.
"You know, I was always a fan of your work. There's a bit of art to such tactical precision..." Salamandra told him. "Plus, your suit? Bit edgy, but I could dig it."
"All right," the Red Reaper said, obliviously.
"What's your favorite type of gun? Any ammunition recommendations?" she asked him.
He glanced at her.
"I use what I can get. Can't get picky," he shrugged, still oblivious.
Salamandra sighed and got up, walking off to chat with Valance.
"So...back in the game, huh?" Salamandra asked him.
"Yep," the Red Reaper replied, sipping his umbrella drink as he lounged back, watching the pool from behind his mask.
"You know, I was always a fan of your work. There's a bit of art to such tactical precision..." Salamandra told him. "Plus, your suit? Bit edgy, but I could dig it."
"All right," the Red Reaper said, obliviously.
"What's your favorite type of gun? Any ammunition recommendations?" she asked him.
He glanced at her.
"I use what I can get. Can't get picky," he shrugged, still oblivious.
Salamandra sighed and got up, walking off to chat with Valance.