"Aww, look at you." [b][i]Isabelle grinned sickly, her left hand on her submachine gun.[/i][/b] "Whatever. Since you're obviously the tough guy here..." [b][i]Boots could be heard within the Dojo, approaching the gates. Out came a 6'7, muscular, and armored up NCR Ranger. His tattered coat on, his custom armor worn at the moment, his mask's lens glowed bright red as he scanned the Legate. On his back was his massive sniper, the Peacekeeper, and at his side a 500 Magnum revolver. His left hand was covered by a thick metal gauntlet, and he seemed well prepared for something like this...[/i][/b] "...Oh god, it's the Boogeyman..." [i]"Shut it, Iza."[/i] [b][i]Isaac stared at the Legate, emotionless. Mostly because he hated the Legion, and the fact that his face was covered by his mask...[/i][/b]