Board Thread:Talkplays/@comment-7637833-20150818042945

(Private roleplay between me and Awkwarddingo.)

Mondays. Oh, how he hated them. Especially after having to deal with a smart aleck private and ending up with a bruised shoulder yesterday.

I knew I should have slept in, Dante complained quietly as he forced himself to head towards the vehicle depot. He had been informed that somebody wanted to speak with him there. For some reason, he wasn't told why he was supposed to go there, only that he had to.

"This better be freaking worth it," he said softly, checking to make sure he had a pistol in his holster and his M4A1 rifle attached to the back of his armor suit. Once that was done, he went through the door leading to the depot, spotting two people in the distance. 