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"And just what the hell do you want?" That was not what David expected when he walked in, though in truth he hadn't know what exactly to be expecting. He just stood there for a minute though wondering how best to answer such a question, should he stand his ground as he usually would and show who he really was or let the leader think of himself as utterly superior and probably have a better chance of living? "My bad, that was rude of me. I'm Dante, the leader of the steel wolfs, speak your deal now." David smirked, he had just gotten lucky, apparently the bad mood didn't last so long and he wasn't almost certain to die anymore. With that though in his mind he stepped forward just a bit and looked the man in the eye, "Well I am David. I have been surviving by myself for awhile now and fear if I don't find a group to join up with that I will soon end up like those I have seen fall since the beginning. I happened upon your setup here and it seems safe, organized enough, and well if you don't mind me saying..." he leaned in a bit closer looking over at the female with short hair, "The woman who brought me in was quite fine." he said in a whisper so only Dante could hear him and with a slight wink he leaned back, "That being said I was hoping to be able to join you here, do my part, reap the benefits of a setup such as the one you have going. Of course that is you wouldn't mind. Do ya?" he asked rather nonchalantly but there was hope in his voice if you listened closely enough.

Of course he was just being himself as usual, though as soon as he said that he figured he may have come across a little too strong on that end. Not that he could do anything about it now but it didn't stop him from wanting to slap himself in the face. He didn't move after that, he hoped he had gotten the point across that he was looking to join, hopefully him doing his fair share of the work was also assumed. He was also hoping that his rather forward way of speaking about things would lose him any points with the leader of this gang, but once again, it was too late to really change that now. He looked Dante in the eyes as he stood there, evaluating his chances, hoping to see if he was going to accept him or test him, or on the chance that he was just going to have David eliminated he wanted to at least be ready to try and get away from this place, though there were better chances of the infection all being a dream than him escaping this little base with all of the men with guns, and of course the women as well, the girl who led him in also carried a rifle and he bet she could use it.