EcoPriziner001

Someone To Care „Damn spider psycho...“ muttered Jim as he stumbled down the stairs to the galley. He clenched his left shoulder and walked unsteadily to one of the benches where he sank down exhausted. Why couldn’t he have kept his mouth shut!? *** A short time ago he was busy with mopping the deck of the Legacy for the third time that week, all the while quietly cursing Silver for giving him a boring yet strenuous job like this. He just wasn’t sure if he could trust the old Cyborg. At the one hand he was really nice and obedient when others, especially Mr.Arrow and the captain, were near, but towards Jim he acted muc