Roger decided against blasting the kid away. Would cause too much trouble. Beside, he didn't want to ruin the atmosphere with the smell of splattered brains and burnt gunpowder. He preferred ballistic weapons. Less parts could fail. He decided that once someone had come to talk with him, or he got bored, he would move over to talk to the kid. He was probably a mercenary or something.
His steak arrived, and his stomach suddenly growled. He grinned wolfishly, cut the first piece of, and picked it up with his fork. Placed it in his mouth, and groaned slightly in delight. The steak was just as he remembered it, fourteen years ago.
[17:45:39] Wolfs Ghost (Murphy): Tom, you have problems. Go kill yourself.
[19:25:12] Johnny (Jam): Tomtom, I will beat you with a spoon.
[14:22:56] Prarabdh Thakur: KILL HIM WITH A SHEEP.
[17:40:48] Eagle (Junes): Tom should be slapped with a spoon.
[11:32:18] Warspite: Thank you for being so awesome Tom. <3
[18:17:36] Metano: I love you tomtom
[20:06:24] Warspite: I will seriously give you epic head.
' Wrote:Edit: also, Tomtomrawr, fappin' like a boss.
