03-09-2016, 07:34 AM
Red couldn't help laugh at the look on the guards face. He obviously wasn't expecting a reply of that nature. Red patted his as guardian friend on the shoulder as he made his way to the mess hall.
Red looked at the plate of rations that were served to the soldiers with distaste. It appeared to be a pile of brown gloop, with a side of bread respectively. What purpose does this serve? Red thought to himself. With a shake of his head he left the line and began to look for a place to sit. He spotted the small small punching bag of a man sitting by himself, eatin his food angrily. Red swung his legs over the bench bench to sit next to the man. He jumped visably as Red sat next to him. As he did Red removed his helmet.
"Morin'" Red said starting to eat his gloop.
"What the hell do you want?" He said puffing out his small chest.
"Nothing?" Red looked at him quizzically. With that they sat in silence. This stuff tastes like crap. Red thought looking at his meal.
Red looked at the plate of rations that were served to the soldiers with distaste. It appeared to be a pile of brown gloop, with a side of bread respectively. What purpose does this serve? Red thought to himself. With a shake of his head he left the line and began to look for a place to sit. He spotted the small small punching bag of a man sitting by himself, eatin his food angrily. Red swung his legs over the bench bench to sit next to the man. He jumped visably as Red sat next to him. As he did Red removed his helmet.
"Morin'" Red said starting to eat his gloop.
"What the hell do you want?" He said puffing out his small chest.
"Nothing?" Red looked at him quizzically. With that they sat in silence. This stuff tastes like crap. Red thought looking at his meal.
You can't stop crime. That's what you never understood. I'm controlling it. You wanna rule them by fear, but what do you do with the ones who aren't afraid? I'm doing what you won't, I'm taking them out.