“Wait ya tellin’ me there is another R.E.D. Sniper but without bloody wings? Remind me Wot it’s like ta not have wings mate. Also wanted ta ask, Wot is yer opinion on usin’ this website.” Mick’s wings where tight against his back and he was clearly uncomfortable but still wanted to ask.
... To not have what? Mundy gave a confused, owlish blink, pausing mid scratch at his chin. Did his ears hear that correctly? "Eh... Wot, mate? Don't think oi'd know...- If I 'eard ya right. But, eh. I don't think I've got much of one yet. Just got 'ere. By the sounds of it though... Think it's gonna be, *interesting-*"
















