Separate names with a comma.
Mark: "have someone search me. I left everything on the ground"
Mark: "your lack of faith disappoints me"
Mark: "okay Rick, lets go" he smiles "for old times sake"
Mark: drops his pistols on the ground and unstraps the hidden blades "reasonable."
Mark: gets up and groans. "That word though... So unfitting" faces towards Rick and looks at him unamused.
Mark: laughs a little and looks over at Hestia "Do you have a choice when they turn their backs on you?" he looks up at Rick
Mark: looks up at her and grins, knowing he made some impression
Mark: leans up and whispers in millies ear "youre a very bright girl"
Mark: rests his head back and looks at the ceiling. He sighs "so what now?"
Mark: weakly smiles. "i was only after one you know.."
Mark: "not until you got -cough- in the way"
Mark: winces. "thats not nice" he coughs again
Mark: coughs a bit and opens his eyes slightly. His vision still blurred
Mark: starts to move his hand instinctively up to his head.
Mark: groans a bit, not fully concious yet.
(mark be all like "-_- damn it")
Mark: sighs and loosens his pin on Nick.
Mark: looks into her eyes, somewhat mesmerised. "prey is prey though" he smiles somewhat charmingly. (we found his weakness!!!!)
Mark: "but why not?"
Mark: "ill be happy to." he smiles and presses it deeper against nicks skin