Voodoo holds a hand up in what he hopes is still the universal signal for "dudes, chill" before pulling up a nearby chair and sitting opposite the table from Joshua.
"If those White Legs have half their numbers in brains, they'll have bottled up the valley by now. We're good, but we can't leave with the terrain giving them that big an edge. Even if we could, they're Legion proxies, and from what you say, the Legion itself ain't far behind. Figure you know how I feel about those kinda guys."
He leans back in the chair, regarding Joshua for a moment more.
"Looks like that puts us on the same side."
He points a thumb at his chest. "I'm Voodoo. That's Fawkes, Josepha, Al, Hector, and Kate. We ain't much for numbers, but we've got lots of gear and lots of fights under our belts."
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Date: 2015-11-04 06:47 am (UTC)"If those White Legs have half their numbers in brains, they'll have bottled up the valley by now. We're good, but we can't leave with the terrain giving them that big an edge. Even if we could, they're Legion proxies, and from what you say, the Legion itself ain't far behind. Figure you know how I feel about those kinda guys."
He leans back in the chair, regarding Joshua for a moment more.
"Looks like that puts us on the same side."
He points a thumb at his chest. "I'm Voodoo. That's Fawkes, Josepha, Al, Hector, and Kate. We ain't much for numbers, but we've got lots of gear and lots of fights under our belts."