What happens in Vegas...
May. 10th, 2012 03:18 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
mercwithamouth"This'll be great" exclaimed Wade as he drove, his knuckles white under his blood red and black gloves. Any man who was brave enough to let the Merc With a Mouth drive them anywhere was either fool hearty or perhaps stupid. The gentleman in the seat next to Wade had been given little choice in the matter, especially given he was liberally duct tapped in the comfortable bucket seat.
"I mean, how often do you get to say 'I was there, and I touched a rail gun'?" Wade rambled on, his eyes more on his captive partner than the stretch of desert road in front of them. Who knew how fast they were going. "Don't forget that Lockheed will be detailing their next generation HOV technology. How cool is that? Plus a raffle for a tank! A real honest to goodnes Iranian tank!"
"I mean, how often do you get to say 'I was there, and I touched a rail gun'?" Wade rambled on, his eyes more on his captive partner than the stretch of desert road in front of them. Who knew how fast they were going. "Don't forget that Lockheed will be detailing their next generation HOV technology. How cool is that? Plus a raffle for a tank! A real honest to goodnes Iranian tank!"
