by Hurati » Mon Jul 11, 2011 9:09 pm
Hurati covered his mouth as he yawned, "Calm down beetroot, was just requesting some help that I figured the military would do. Seeing as this" He jabs a thumb over his shoulder at the unconscious tank-born, "didn't come from here. So you could just leave him there and let him kill a massive amount of people, or you could tie him up and help escort him to get collared. Your choice, just think about the peoples safety will you?"
He walked away from the sergeant and into his room. Hurati dumped out his bag on the bed and then replaced a screwdriver, wrench, electrometer, two rolls of duct tape, and the bag that he had taken from the dead raider. He didn't look inside of it and eyed the SMG instead, deciding that since he didn't know how to use it, it would be pointless to carry one anyways. He remembered the shotgun on his back and put that on the bed too.
After a few seconds, Hurati emptied the two extra SMG clips and dropped the rounds into a pocket in his bag, followed by the 15 shotgun rounds he had also been carrying. He picked up the strange device that had been on mia's head and turned it over, before placing it in the same pocket as the key. He Put his bag back on and headed towards the door back into the garage.
We need bigger kittens.
- Lucky the Vampire Dragon