by Wolvine » Fri Apr 05, 2013 9:20 pm
"If it doesn't concern him, why is he making us go?" Zeke muttered to himself, right before a wide-eyed Martin was placed behind him. The viris was clearly petrified, having been picked up with no warning and no way to anticipate it, having no clue where he had been set down. "Hey," Zeke called, more to reassure Martin than anything else.