Vic observed the odd trio with no small amount of confusion. He then looked down to see Blood slither to his side, silently appraising the threat that the strangers presented.<br/><br/><span style="color: #008000">"I suppose I might,"</span>Vic growled, uncertainty hiding in the back of his mind.<br/><br/>He tossed a medical syringe over to the smallest of the group: a dirt-smeared little girl who brandished a stolen SMG with startling ease. He watched her give it the giant of a man that appeared to be her caretaker, who then plunged the slender syringe deep into the bleeding woman's chest. Life flowed back into the injured woman, but that did little to better her nightmarish state. A thin trickle of blood had flowed from her eyes and nose, staining her deathly pale skin. She was going to live, though.<br/><br/>Looking up from the wounded woman, Vic inspected the other two individuals. The little girl reminded him of himself when he was young: scrawny and small, but she carried herself with a confidence borne of a precocious sense for survival, and her pale green eyes shone with cunning. The older man was a giant in comparison, two heads taller than Vic at the very least. He stood over the little girl with the look of a mute stoic and the bearing of the most dangerous kind of guardian angel. It was clear that intended to look out for the young one, but also that he followed her orders.<br/><br/>The bleeding woman was something of a mystery. She looked nearly as young as the girl, but her face was scarred and her vivid, off-colored eyes gave her an alien appearance. Her bleeding eye sockets were clearly unnatural, and Vic felt a vague, disquieted sense of uneasiness about her.<br/><br/><span style="color: #008000">"My name is Vic, and this, here, is Blood,"</span>Vic pronounced, pulling the attention to the purpose of their presence. As he spoke, he reloaded his Jakobs revolver with new cartridges. Behind him, Blood was happily gorging on the entrails of one of the bandits, whining with glee at the veritable feast that lay around him.<br/><br/><span style="color: #008000">"I assume you three are the Vault Hunters that we - Blood and I - were told of?"</span>