[b]Hank[/b]

[i]"Welcome, my boy. To a new world."[/i] Hank heard from Gabriel. Then he saw Mithias.
[i]"Hank?"[/i] Mithias started. [i]"Are you... How are you feeling?"[/i]

Hank smiled, he felt great. He felt like he could take on the world, he felt like he should. "I feel... Great." Hank started walking around. "You packed my things too right? That gear was expensive. I mean I still have work to do." Truth be told he didn't care about work, his Hunting was always motivated by him pain, he just wanted to fight, he wanted to win. "Also is their anywhere on this island I could buy some new fire power and bullets? My supply is low or like 5000 miles away."

Then Hank felt weak, it had still been weeks since he had fed. "On second thought, Lets go out?" He started walking out the doors and drew his knife, he really didn't need it. He just felt good holding it.