OOC: Nah, he's closer to :bbelt: than :fighter:, but he still likes guns...

"Awright, lock and load!"

Virgil kicked up a gatling gun up into his hands, spun it around and set it against his hip.

"Ol' Painless here'll make your problems go away..."

Stephanie slapped her hand against her forehead. "Let's... just go... before I end up hurting myself."

[OOC]
School

Ryan had to laugh when Steph and Virgil started to argue as always

-Have I ever told yo guys how fun it is being with you?
Oh by the way you got one of those light SMGs I don't like the big guns, they are a bit to bulky for me

"Why don' 'cha give me a gun to eh? I culd help!" Said Gerek. Some how another bottle of alcohol had appeared in his had as they were walking to Kal's ship and Gerek had been drinking the entire way.

As one, Virgil and Stephanie turned to Gerek. "Giving a gun to a drunk man sounds like a very bad idea at this point." they chorused.

Then they looked at each other impassively. Virgil was the first to grin, the smile on his face like cracking concrete.

"All right, take something, but if anything happens to us I'll take that bottle and bean you with it."

Stephanie rolled her eyes. "I hope you're the first shot by him." She muttered softly under her breath. While the group were deciding on whether to just stand there with their newfound weaponry or just board the ship and running away, Stephanie noted the group of creatures beginning to swarm on their location. "I suggest we start doing whatever.... blowing the hell out of these things, or run away..."

"Well... the work of a merc is never complete..."

Virgil took up a firing position in front of the group, the barrel of the minigun whirring as it spun up to speed... and then he tore the charging horde apart. Holographic blood, illusory flesh and real bullet casings flew everywhere. The noise was deafening.

"Ho yeah! Come on, creeps! I got your vitamin L riiiight here!"

Ryan came up with some old fassion mp-5 k's and reloaded them before turning around covering the other side of the deck.

-Swiss chese coming up

*rummaging around in the pile of weapons*

[he'll be doing this until the shooting starts]

The room turns dark as a strangely familliar figure rises out of the floor "Alright who's worthless corpse do I have to oust to get a decent cup of coffee?"

(yes ladies, gentlemen and Gerek I have returned so it will be regular doses of Shadow Wraithy goodness for all of you!)