call_me_snake | (no subject)

After this thread which is yet to be finished.

Snake had dropped Selina off with her portion of the booty. He was still running high from deception, theft and a daring escape. His dress blues were a bit dirty but he still wore them. The beret however had been tossed on the passenger seat letting his hair out. He hated the feeling of shoving it under a hat. He also had a pile of shit he was keeping along with several items he thought Mab might want and the bracer. She had sent the wrong person out to steal only one thing. Snake and Selina were the kind that would take anything that was interesting and not nailed down. It did provide several things he assumed would make good Christmas gifts.

Laughing to himself as he drove to Mab's, which always seemed disconcerting as there was a point where things got eerie along the way, Snake felt good. When he arrived he shouldered a small bag which had both ends covered in mesh and the briefcase that he had stolen while inside the facility. Within it were the two bracers and another item that he wanted to ask about. He headed for the war room. it was easy to find by going against the stream of running messengers. Snake frowned some when he finally saw Mab. She looked exhausted.

I got your shit and a couple other things.