05-21-2015, 02:16 AM
Han-jae couldn't help glancing back at the men who were behind him, registering a bit of shock; the God of Thunder and near-patron saint of all who wanted to blow up large amounts of shit, somewhere in the middle of Nevada? As in the wasteland? He smiled. "Hey, you never know! It would be kinda nice if the old grandpa were working on more projects."
Why would the rumors put him in Nevada? Admittedly, he didn't know much about the geography or history of the United States, but from the very few movies he'd seen that were set there, it had....slot machines, women in bunny suits, and...um...cowboys? No, that wasn't right. Nevada had been where the first atomic bomb tests were set off. (Maybe. He was remembering this rather dimly.)
Why would the rumors put him in Nevada? Admittedly, he didn't know much about the geography or history of the United States, but from the very few movies he'd seen that were set there, it had....slot machines, women in bunny suits, and...um...cowboys? No, that wasn't right. Nevada had been where the first atomic bomb tests were set off. (Maybe. He was remembering this rather dimly.)