Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20150919112958/@comment-10380701-20150919113642

Trevor puffed a cloud of smoke as he approached the door to the sickbay, he opened it.

"Oi, kid. You look like crap." he said as he sat down on one of the nearby benches. "You're pretty lucky though. Looks like you're not likely to die from your wounds. What the hell have you been doing?" the elder mercenary asked, looking at Laelia.