Dead Space: USG Grozni-Grad (Ended)

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"I only lash when struck, soldier. Keep this in mind..."  

[Zahzi]

"You struck first that time..."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"You claimed I spoke of one instance, when I was speaking of one man."  

[Zahzi]

"Terrorists NEVER make the bombs hard to defuse. Your friend was probably slow."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"And you have experience doing this..? I thought you were a... Gunslinger, as you say in America. Not a bomb defuser."  

[Zahzi]

"Hell-Reavers are sent into any type of suicidal warzones. Once, I was sent into a colony that had been taken over by religious radicals that wanted to drop it onto earth."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"And you had to deal with bombs..?"  

[Zahzi]

"Twenty of my fifty missions, in fact."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Right." Alik scoffed, rolling her eyes.

"I thought bomb men only handled a few? That is way past a few."  

[Zahzi]

"Am I apart of a bomb squad, Alik?"  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Last I checked, you are apart of the Hell Reavers."  

[Zahzi]

"Exactly~"  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Yet you're handling bombs?"  

[Zahzi]

"Many of the suicidal missions I go on deal with explosives."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Well, you're in luck. I don't think we have any here."