David had stood up when the man next to him began firing. He held lit his lighter just encase he could get a shot, but the he was to far away to be sure. Now he looks this man, Laim, in the eye as he held out a hand. He took his hand, taking hold of it with a strong grasp. [b]"Blackflag the Pryofaker, or now that those names don't matter, David."[/b] Letting go, David walked over to grab his hatchet, [b]"to many of people like these idiots now adays."[/b] He pulled the hatchet out of the man's back and put it away, then looked Laim over. [i]Strong build, scruff face, he seems to be the type of people that can survive one his own. He could be heading my way though.[/i] Removing his mask and reviling his own features, [b]"now don't go telling everyone my secret identity,"[/b] his tone heavy with sarcasm. Hopefully he hadn't done anything wrong that involved Laim. Back then good or evil seemed to be almost a coin flip for him. 

Before the outbreak David probably would have let things take there own course, but by now he was tired of seeing this type of event. Pointing to the painted arrows on the ground, [b]"if you're fallowing these we could travel together. Strength in numbers or something like that, and I'm sure that guy will have 'friends' around here somewhere.[/b] Even if David thought he could handle himself, everyone made mistakes. There was also the chance that this whole community thing was a trap for easy pray, and he didn't want to get caught in an ambush.

[@The Kraken]