[hr][center][color=808B96][color=A56062][h2][b]M a x[/b][/h2][/color]Southeastern Mir [b]-[/b] The Fall[/color][/center]
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[color=A56062][i]What the fucking fuck?![/i][/color] 

Max tensed, his free hand nearly jolting for his revolver on instinct. He had heard of the mutants that inhabited The Fall, but he thought they were boogeymen, ghost stories, fables, and paranoid bullshit. But what he saw in front of him didn’t look any Novan he had ever seen and it unnerved him to see such a creature emerging from the darkness of the forest. In fact, had she just came out of the bushes without calling out for help he would’ve probably shot her. He was pretty glad that was [i]not[/i] the case. As he looked to the girl and the group, gauging the reactions of all involved parties, he listened on—choosing not to talk or show his wariness or genuine surprise of the girl’s appearance.

That is, until the Draconi said what he was thinking. 

Max didn’t particularly [i]care[/i] if the Draconi’s words insulted the… whatever it was that stood in front of them, but realistically if the other pirate had “noped” out of his plane like he had there was a particular threat that could be looming in the forest. They didn’t have the time to dwaddle and make smalltalk; they needed to keep moving. So with that in mind Max decided to take leadership and support Taffy’s initiative to move away from the crashsite. 

[color=A56062]“Eh, can we keep moving? I don’t think standing and talking in The Fall is good for our health. We can talk as we get on, yeh?”[/color]