Kain
Lurker
"Well....I have problems with this randomness and all, but I did tell you back at orientation that being a Rider is a 24/7 job. Because you can never tell when an Undead chooses to attack,"
"You must not have said that part in English because I seriously dont remember that!" he yelled as he got back onto the Blue Spader and sped back to the rather crappy apartment building that B.O.A.R.D had agreed to pay for, apparently the cheap bastards couldnt spring for a place that didnt have a high roach population. Being unable to speak the language often left Lucas as a disadvantage since he couldnt negotiate this stuff with fellow B.O.A.R.D members that well and often ended up with the worse end of the deal, which certainly wasnt right seeing as they needed him to be their super hero and fight the undead for them, hell he couldnt even order a decent meal half the time due to the language barrier. And it wasnt like he hadnt tried to learn the language, but it was quite a pain in the ass that ended with him throwing something and yelling various curse words. Once back at his monument to garbage that he called home he collapsed onto the somewhat substandard bed they gave him to sleep on, where it took him a while to get to sleep. His crankiness was growing, and by the time he went to B.O.A.R.D hq chances are he was gonna knock out the three guys that woke his ass up to fight the Boar Undead.