Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-4681758-20140219044430/@comment-4681758-20140421130711

"Yeah, there's some rubbing alcohol down with the medical supplies." Silver then heard some kind of loud crash, but couldn't tell what it was or where it had come from. "Hey, did either of you hear something?"

"Longer than you think.  You were passed out for almost an hour.  And take it easy getting up; you're still weak from the attack.  And trust me, I understand victory at all costs better than anybody, but there is such a thing as uneccessary risk.  The Nevermore had already been poisioned, stabbed, slashed and shot.  Even without your attack, it wasn't long for this world."

"And it's the name of my motorcycle.  Got it from a passage in Revelation.  'And I looked, and behold a pale horse: And the name of that which sat upon him was Death, and Hell followed with him.'"