Drake

Kip OMEGA

Zemi Dreigiau

Script

Kip: You expect me to believe it's going to be this easy?

-One Roasted Arweinydd -Compliments of the Hunter- on the card in ALL CAPS-*

Kip: *looks at the card, then looks at Zemi* So did they decide just to hand you over thinking it would spare the city? Is that what this is?

Zemi: *shruggy, sword hiding behind him* You expect me to know the minds of Earthians? You're all a bit odd.

Drake: |: / *sneaking in the bushes behind Kip, and raises up his weapon*

Kip: Ah! *senses the feeling of someone behind him, and turns swiftly*