rbingham2000
Explorer
Jadefinger comes across Mark Huan's body. The smell of gunpowder and blood is already rank in the air, but it looks like rigor mortis just kicked in a few minutes ago. Jadefinger takes a moment to bow respectfully and say a prayer to his ancestors, then takes several guns from the bodies of the two gunmen on the floor.
With a visible effort, he hoists up Mark's body in his arms and starts heading downstairs. He's carrying him over the shoulder like a firefighter, with the USP in his other hand. Though he knows that it won't do any good, he at least wants to look presentable to the others.
OOC: Sorry, but the connection was giving me some problems again.
With a visible effort, he hoists up Mark's body in his arms and starts heading downstairs. He's carrying him over the shoulder like a firefighter, with the USP in his other hand. Though he knows that it won't do any good, he at least wants to look presentable to the others.
OOC: Sorry, but the connection was giving me some problems again.
