"Seriously? Use your legs man.." He groaned, before picking up the stick and throwing it at him. He stopped with the bullets and examined them. "I'm keeping the bullets, since I'm the one with a gun."
Reminisce. [THE ACTUAL RP.]


"You an inventor or something?" He mumbled, leaning on a wall as he watched Corey work. He hoisted his pistol back in his pack and watched the door. "Hurry up, we need to get moving."
*molds stuff together with spare wrench*