Demon God Azazel
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- Posted: Tue, 10 Nov 2009 07:26:18 +0000
Daniel frowned when she asked if he was afraid of the dark. "N' if I am?" He asked looking at her knowing, if she even seen the things he had, she would too. He sighed, they were at least a day still away from Pirate's Cove. He gave a heavy sigh and answered her his name. "I'm Daniel, or Dan, either or." He spoke and stood. "There is no such thin' as overkill by the way." He spoke and nodded to the bartender his thanks, even the navigator carried a weapon at all times... But he was an old coot and most gave him that excuse. Dan was just, awkward to the point people avoided him, even on missions. He didn't sleep with a light at night, but always a weapon, never taking one away... Always keeping his belt full of ammo. "I might just tell ye sometime lass." He said and then frowned his stomach giving a growl. "Give me some grub." He told the man at the bar, who raised a brow before handing him some of the confiscated food from the cargo ship they'd raided. "Bet'er than what we had last time." He said and closed his dark grey eyes, he wondered if those creatures would ever strike again, they hadn't in over five or six years... But never once had he gone unarmed since then... His gloved hand tapped it's fingers softly against the hard wood.

