{{
`${userDetail.user.displayName}${userDetail.user.cachedBungieGlobalDisplayNameCode ? `#${standardizeBungieGlobalCode(userDetail.user.cachedBungieGlobalDisplayNameCode)}` : ""}`}}
{{getUserClans()}}
originally posted in:The New Dojo
10/14/2016 4:37:08 AM
1
[i]The bell rung, and Irina fell over to the ground, rolling up and grinning gratefully towards Ghiaccio. She would remember this dearly.
But for now, she had to get him away from that dickhead sniper ASA-I mean, Grant.
She began trying to pull Ghiaccio away, a look of panic on her face.[/i]
English
-
He had his white album armor on, in which he quickly followed Irina. Confused about the situation
-
[i]Irina suddenly held up a small letter as they ran, and quite literally, a carriage formed into existence and stopped in front of them, and Irina hopped within it and tried getting Ghiaccio in as well.[/i]
-
[b]A hail of Legion fire rains down on the pair. All explosive. All .50 MG. Hell, a mini-nuke was launched at them.[/b]
-
Ghiaccio got a huge ass hole in his chest, though he was barely alive...barely.
-
[i]Irina dragged his nearly dead ass into the carriage, and the horses pulling it sped off into the night, illusionary fog covering their pathway as they began to disappear.[/i]
-
Ghiaccio was barely alive, hell he couldn't even see where he was. Being on a bumpy ass carriage didn't help him either.
