Rude: *glances back at the passenger area of the helicopter and looks at Hal* There is enough room back there for all three of you and your weapons. Store them as you see fit. *turns back around and begins to prep the helicopter for take-off*
Zack: *smacks his right first into the palm of his left hand in anticipation and to indicate that he’s ready for a fight* Yea, I hope it at least proves somewhat fun. I’d hate to just chase some dweeb all over the city to find his dweeby friend. *takes a seat in the helicopter and fiddles about a bit as he works on buckling in. He then sets his sword on his lap and begins to polish it*