Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25924729-20150722084207/@comment-24416658-20160704060813

(Are we still moving?)

Tanner lay on top of one of the trailers, looking up at the sky, hands behind his head. His weapon was laying next to him, repeater mode on. Hearing the screech, he sighed, sitting up.

We just don't get a break, huh?

''Nay. Forth, we must confer as to this ape.''

Sitting on top of the vehicle, Tanner thought. He was thinking about talking to someone about strategies or whatever, but in the end decided against it. He had barely talked to anyone this entire trip enough to consider them a partner, and by now he didn't feel like it was worth it to start. So, instead, he remember everything he knew about dealing with a Beringal and went to a more shady section of the minimal amount of shade up here.

Cowboy, wouldst it not be wiser to confer?

''Nah, screw it. They'll do it without us, there ain't no point.''

The Knight was worried about the Cowboy's sudden pessimism, but as always, gave no comment.