[color=teal]"Just get this collar off me, man."[/color]

Quinton stood with the others, hardly concerned with the guns pointed at his back right now. He had seen hundreds of guns, they all did the same thing--although it they all hurt like hell, still. His head careened in a circle to the armed men in the room and his eyes widened. He piped up again,

[color=teal]"Y'all so aggressive for no reason, joe."[/color] He didn't know what else to do, it was apparent through his body language that he wasn't going to resist The Collective Man's request, no, command. What was he going to do, fight? He was a little tired of fighting, in all honesty. With nothing else to do for the moment, he stood in silence and waited.