Saeko: where'd you go anyway?
Winter: guess so.
Russian: -cuts his shirt and carves a cross in his chest-
Winter: guess so.
Russian: -cuts his shirt and carves a cross in his chest-
Tom:Saeko: where'd you go anyway?
Winter: guess so.
Russian: -cuts his shirt and carves a cross in his chest-
Tom:Russian: That's pre-decision. I'll see how I feel later... maybe you get more. -lifts his hand and stabs the knife through it into the tree and runs off after ripping the rest of his shirt open and stroking down his torso-
Saeko: Oh cool, sounds like fun.
Sayu: -starts making food-Saeko: where'd you go anyway?
Winter: guess so.
Russian: -cuts his shirt and carves a cross in his chest-
Tom:Russian: -stops, turns and looks at him-
Tom:Russian: why'd you follow?
Tom:Saeko: How many kills did you manage?
Russian: For what reason do you want me back?
Winter: whatcha maaaaaaking?
Tom:Saeko: ahh, bad times!
russian: -runs after him and trips him before running off again-
Tom:Russian: just having a little fun.
Saeko: It is indeed.