(Your Striker)

You just found out you have Depression. As you told Chaz,he became softer and helped you trought it. Chaz always told you jokes and everything,rided out on Bombproof,your hell-horse,with you and talked much with you. Once you were attacked by someone,you pulled your guns and pointed at them.

Chaz:"No! Don't shoot that bastard,his only stupid."

He jolt up before grabbing your arm to not attack him. Bombproof just stays behind and doesn't moves an inch like most of the time if your off him. Chaz looked at the little Imp and growls low.