Post by Marcus Kane on Jun 30, 2020 0:37:09 GMT
 salvation comes at a price Marcus walked into the make shifted medical bay, and straight toward the man he wanted to see. It wasn't like Kane to hesitate or not be direct. His steps were smooth and strong as he came to a rest near the make shift medical bed that the grounder named Lincoln was resting on. He was fascinated by the grounder culture, but knew that they had to remain firm right now so not to loose ground to them. There was plenty to go around--and while yes, they did take it without asking--it hadn't exactly been then first plan. "Lincoln, I'm Marcus Kane." Since Abby, er Dr. Griffin, had assured him that the man wasn't violent, Kane went ahead and extended the first sign of trust by offering his hand. He wasn't sure if grounders shook hands, but it was a sign older then the Ark itself going back two or three hundred years. He hoped the man would understand it's intent. |
