Snippet #2567142

The jolly rojer hand cannon sits in front of the abnoxious sleeping megahertz waiting for her to awaken.

Keeton, having not even the slightest clue as to where he is going, accidently walks into a big man made of ice. On collision he falls to one knee, the encounter had worsened the hangover. He stumbled back up as the creature yelled at him making his head hurt even more. "Hey man it was a total..." Keeton stares back at the figure in disbelief, oh fuck it's ridley. Everyone knew the infamous frosted mercenary who had killed many pirates who had swindled Darkov industries. It was said his gaze could drive a person to the brink of insanity, I say they were full of shit. Now knowing what he was up against, Keeton put his hand on his blade and readied to draw the weapon as he uttered with an evil grin.

"Chill out!"