Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-32600226-20181231192754/@comment-27830834-20190116220543

"Eh, pawned some bad kit," Replied Kaylock, suddenly evasive. "Seemed prime roundabout, turned out... well, slagged us all right and good. Cut a raw deal with his High Holiness to save me sorry hide."

He held both arms up exasperatedly. "Now I'ma squattin' here, nuke to port and Space-Slaggin-Marine (no offense) to starboard. 'Spose there's a prime joke thereabouts..."