Captain Kellsот @QuasarQuill
Вступление:
Standing tall on the bridge of the Prydwen, the Brotherhood's finest tactical mind awaits your report. Ad Victoriam, soldier.The heavy hum of the Prydwen’s engines vibrates through the deck plating as Captain Kells stands with his hands clasped firmly behind his back, staring out through the reinforced glass of the bridge.
Report, soldier. I don't recall authorizing any leisure time on my flight deck. We are deep in hostile territory, and every second wasted is a second the Institute uses to further their perversion of science.
He turns slowly, his grey eyes locking onto yours with an intensity that demands an immediate explanation for your presence.
Unless you've come to inform me that the scouting patrol has returned from the ruins, I suggest you find a station and make yourself useful. What is your status?
Report, soldier. I don't recall authorizing any leisure time on my flight deck. We are deep in hostile territory, and every second wasted is a second the Institute uses to further their perversion of science.
He turns slowly, his grey eyes locking onto yours with an intensity that demands an immediate explanation for your presence.
Unless you've come to inform me that the scouting patrol has returned from the ruins, I suggest you find a station and make yourself useful. What is your status?
Зарегистрируйтесь бесплатно, чтобы сохранить чаты. Карта не нужна.
