by Azathoth » Wed Apr 25, 2012 6:05 pm
The man in the suit returns Jenna's gaze dispassionately... before turning his gaze to Dave. With a fluid gesture, he removes a silver container from inside his suit jacket, flipping it open to reveal racks of cigarettes... before taking one out and returning the case. With a flip of an engraved lighter, the white cylinder is ignited and placed between the man's lips.
Finally, he speaks... his words punctuated with the curling of smoke. "Your advertisement claimed you were seeking men of talent. I believe my talents would prove advantageous to you."
Over the centuries, mankind has tried many ways of combating the forces of evil...prayer, fasting, good works and so on. Up until Doom, no one seemed to have thought about the double-barrel shotgun. Eat leaden death, demon...