10-30-2008, 04:49 AM
Brandon nodded simply, and stepped onto the loading platform of the small ship that would take them to the loading dock of the science vessel.
Inside the dropship was far from safe. Cooling ducts and exposed wiring for the engines protruded into the cargo hold, and the seats were nothing more than metal shelves along the walls. Brandon stuck another cigarette in his mouth, and light it with a small flame that crackled to life around his thumb. With a pop of his wrist, the fire disappeared, as he sat down heavily on the flimsy metal seat, it bowing under his weight.
"Lock and load, boys and girls," he shouted out to his soldiers, "we's gonna go monster killin'."
Inside the dropship was far from safe. Cooling ducts and exposed wiring for the engines protruded into the cargo hold, and the seats were nothing more than metal shelves along the walls. Brandon stuck another cigarette in his mouth, and light it with a small flame that crackled to life around his thumb. With a pop of his wrist, the fire disappeared, as he sat down heavily on the flimsy metal seat, it bowing under his weight.
"Lock and load, boys and girls," he shouted out to his soldiers, "we's gonna go monster killin'."
The last mutt standing.
The one and only, Cowboy from Hell.
******
Bury me with my guns on,
So when I reach the other side,
I can show him what it feels like to die.
I can show him what it feels like to die.
Bury me with my guns on,
So when I'm cast out of the skies,
I can shoot the Devil right between the eyes.
