Voodoo waves him on in, carefully placing each step as his eyes adjust to the light. "Watch for wires."
On the walls are what looks like charcoal markings - he's not too sure, but they look like historical landscapes, with an emphasis on natural disasters - mine fires, floods, et cetera. A bridge collapse looks to be the magnum opus, and its buckling steel and frayed cables take up most of one wall.
"Stay cool, man. Just like that. Just like that. We're all friends here."
He stops with two jeep-looking vehicles in-between them, resting one hand on the hood. So far, the thing's proved harmless - but they're good cover, just in case.
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On the walls are what looks like charcoal markings - he's not too sure, but they look like historical landscapes, with an emphasis on natural disasters - mine fires, floods, et cetera. A bridge collapse looks to be the magnum opus, and its buckling steel and frayed cables take up most of one wall.
"Stay cool, man. Just like that. Just like that. We're all friends here."
He stops with two jeep-looking vehicles in-between them, resting one hand on the hood. So far, the thing's proved harmless - but they're good cover, just in case.
"You got a name, bro?"