"What say we start with that guy behind the ticket booth?" Joey loaded Madeline, and put his fedora atop his head. He dusted his suit, getting the small slivers of rust off of it that had accumulated as Metal Head had eaten more of the car as they went.
"Or, you know, we could start with the security offices if all we're doing here is grabbing the cash. Wouldn't mind a hero dying today though if it comes to that." Joey grinned maliciously, envisioning a hero riddled with either bullets, or in chunks from Cutter's blades.
Oh, and Cutter, be careful, it's really hard to get bloodstains out of these things,"He said, motioning to his suit,"I really want to keep this clean until I can find a replacement"
"Or, you know, we could start with the security offices if all we're doing here is grabbing the cash. Wouldn't mind a hero dying today though if it comes to that." Joey grinned maliciously, envisioning a hero riddled with either bullets, or in chunks from Cutter's blades.
Oh, and Cutter, be careful, it's really hard to get bloodstains out of these things,"He said, motioning to his suit,"I really want to keep this clean until I can find a replacement"