Tral sat in the back seat of a new humvee casually asking his friend “Soo Darick you think about getting serious yet ooor you want to get chained up and get lit on fire again by a bunch of savage punks?”
Darick just looks back at his friend with a pissed off look on his face before looking back at the road to keep on driving in silence for a bit.
Eventually after listening to Tral slowly pop his bubble gum for several minutes Darick relented “Ok you’re right, does that make you happy? I’m not strong enough even though that’s all I’m good at ok! What the f**k do want from me like turn me into some kind of horrible monster like you?”
“Ouch dude, I’m only mostly a horrible monster you know but no Darick you’re already a horrible monster. Remember how Arc would do all those awful experiment
