*follows while drawing out trench knives*"Okay, Okay! But you cant go, you can barely move!" he said, making her sit back down. He unsheathed his knife put a clip in his gun and carefully opend the door.
*Steps out*
"Sir...are you alright?" he whispered at the piolit
"Your REAL lucky Cheza wanted to help you..." Ronnie hissed at him, throwing the mans arm around his good shoulder. He limped back toward the door, but they heard the howls of some infected.pilot-*sarcastic* yeah I just crashed into a giant monster hand my vehchical explode killing the thing and I'm just fine.
"Coorperation? What the hell are you talking about pal?" Ronnie asked.pilot-so are you guys with the corperation?*breathing heavily*
*Ronnie, never one to take threats lightly, grabbed him by the collar, his knife held close to the man*pilot-I'll take that as a no then *laughs* you guys are all so dead in that case.
*Suddenly you hear a voice behind you**Ronnie, never one to take threats lightly, grabbed him by the collar, his knife held close to the man*
"Is that a threat?" he growled.
*Ronnie lossened his grip a bit.**Suddenly you hear a voice behind you*
"Put him down!"
*Aims shotgun at your head (standing 10 meters from you)
"My name is Peter... I am just a man who needs food...." *Keeps the shotgun aimed at you while his dog tag is hanging out from his shirt**Ronnie lossened his grip a bit.*
"Who in the world are you?" he asked.
"Kill him... and I will blow your brains out before you can even move a single finger.... I need him alive!!!"*Looks at Peter*
"Help yourself....but first..."
*Ronnie reaffirmed his grip and this time, the steel of his knife was right on the piolits skin*
"Ive had a REAL fun few days thanks to your bosses.....maybe I should get rid of my 'dont kill the living' rule just this once..." he growled at him, surprising his other members of the group
*Ronnie spun to look at her*Cheza: Ronnie! stop being an idiot!? you wanna stop this thing? well then we need info! stop throwing your blade around like its a frisbee!
Pilot... you speak so freely of this pretty secret sounding operation. why?