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Argus responded with a chuckle, holding the door for Richard as his partner left the armory, [color=a0410d]"Okay, so, back in the 80s some fuckin' bear ate about 80 pounds of cocaine. It basically died of mass organ failure, but for the like... call it five minutes it was still alive, that thing probably could've tangled with a werewolf and come out on top."[/color] The Djinn began the walk to the garage as soon as they were out of the armory, stuffing his hands into his pockets, [color=a0410d]"I'm always ready, Rich. Had to bail out and go on the run a few too many times."[/color] he noted casually, pausing outside the motor pool, [color=a0410d]"Not sure how long the drive out will be. Anything you feel like chatting about on the way over?"[/color]