[ Oof. All the air goes out of Zack's lungs in one rattling wheeze when he hits the ground. Fuck, he's spent. This guy is massive. Give Zack a few years, he'll grow into his shoulders and maybe get a few of the hundreds of bullets embedded in his body fished out and then they can have a fucking rematch to end all rematches. Right now, Zack's vision is blurring. ]
M-Modest too...
[ He tastes blood. Yeuch. What he wouldn't give for an Ether Cola right now. ]
Good news? Looks like your secret's... safe... I'm just gonna...
no subject
M-Modest too...
[ He tastes blood. Yeuch. What he wouldn't give for an Ether Cola right now. ]
Good news? Looks like your secret's... safe... I'm just gonna...
[ Close his eyes, just for a second... ]