@cooper-daughter sent: "oi bucket head what's this i hear your brotherhood buddies shot at my pops?!" A bullet whizzes past the Knights head "he's a fucking war hero!"
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BANG! WHIZZ! “Whoa!” The fired shot flies past just to the right of Maximus as he quickly scrambles for cover behind a wooden box. He glances at the wall behind him to see a mark where the bullet has lodged into a plank. A little too close a call. He murmurs a “What the hell?” while carefully peering around cover to locate the source of the disturbance, confused when he spots a young woman shouting and brandishing her weapon in his direction.
Of course it’s the Brotherhood’s fault she’s upset, and she means business. He doesn’t know anything about his chapter taking shots at any war heroes in the area, but it wouldn't fully surprise him. Anymore, the organization was just about going through the motions, surviving another day to go to war over what little is left in the world to go to war for.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about!” he calls out from behind the box, one hand hovered and idled on his own holster. It's not necessary, it won’t be necessary, but if Max finds he does have to shoot back, he won’t shy away. “Why don’t you put the gun down, maybe we can work this out together?”
