Board Thread:Private Roleplays/@comment-4995321-20170113034607/@comment-4059927-20170113035001

Erick agreed, he wasn't sure about fighting them. Sure they really screwed them on stealing their contraband, but perhaps these wounds could be licked?

"I think we should talk to them." Erick agreed, rubbing the stuble on his chin.

An abandoned warehouse housed the Revolutionists, not much sat within. They established this as their gang hideout, and soon would begin to mobilize and take turf throughout New Coventry. They could align themselves with the Guerrillas, though Erick knew they could never ally themselves with the likes of Johnny and the Greasers.