Time and Place:
John 'Central' Bradford: -finishing off the twelfth viper and scraping off the last remains of visera off his blade- "That seems to be the last of them in the area. It'd be best to scout down further and see what lays ahead. Commander, your next order?"
Commander: "Marry me."
John 'Central' Bradford: "Sir, we're on a mission. Please stop joking on the main channel."
Commander: "Sorry, my bad." -switches to private channel- "Marry me."
John 'Wife' Bradford: sighs












