Looks like both -- Koba's knocking ashes idly off his cigarette, shouting back and forth with his boss as he inspects the krawl. "This would make a great tractor!" he suggests, to deserved derision.
Koba opens his mostly toothless mouth for a comeback, and then pauses, squinting into the shadows of the wrecked iron innards. "Hey," he calls, leaning nearer. "I think I saw something move in there."
Sorry, Makita. Looks like he's not blind after all.
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Date: 2008-03-22 06:25 am (UTC)Koba opens his mostly toothless mouth for a comeback, and then pauses, squinting into the shadows of the wrecked iron innards. "Hey," he calls, leaning nearer. "I think I saw something move in there."
Sorry, Makita. Looks like he's not blind after all.