Board Thread:Talkplays/@comment-7637833-20141130231402/@comment-7637833-20141203181121

"There it is," Dante said, pullingly some sort of notebook from the closet. He stared at it for a few moments, before looking to find his carbine rifle leaning against a cot on the wall opposite the ferret's. Picking it up and holstering it to his back, the Shepherd left the room rather fast, muttering, "I'll be in the Mess Hall, hope they have actually good eats this time..."

Gears watched Dante leave, wondering what that notebook was for. He glanced back at Lawson to see him fiddling with a box of some sort. "What's that?" he asked.