Brian:" Don’t act so casual after you shot someone!, asshole…" Brian crawls a bit away next to the pillar to the NW
Denver:“oh?, you will become my supplier will you?, and I suppose you can match that?” points to the cleaning closet “in there, there is 2 60L drums of mutagen, I get that every other month, I’m expecting delivery today, and they have a fortress and the biggest army left in new England hell maybe the biggest in the world!, so pardon me if I think that your offer is less than… substantial, and that word you used… addiction?, I don’t have an addiction, I HAD an epiphany, those monsters out there they are changing, getting stronger, while we stay the same but, with this gestures to some empty flasks on the floor we can change too, we level the playing field, so no boy I don’t have an addiction, I have a mission and there is no force left in the world that can talk me out of it, so get up!, I would not want you to think I lack sportsmanship!”
Denver assumes a Pentjak Silat stance and puts his left hand inside his coat
he is wearing a Leather trench coat, leather pants, armored leather gloves and a gas mask.
He has Spines protruding from his body and hooves for feet and wields a machete in his right hand, his left hand is inside his coat, more than that you cannot say
(please include a basic description like the one I did for Denver, but only what he should be able to see, so I can make him behave more intelligently well, as intelligently as I can make him :P, and don’t worry about Brian, I actually kinda like it, brings a bit of humor to the whole thing)