I'll start...
Xavier growled at Richtofen, staring him in the eye, still holding him up by his throat in the middle of the forest not far from a small home "What the hell man, you I'm getting tired of you killing people, and trying to work with 115 in my God damn basement! I told you I would get you a lab you prick." He yelled in his Russian accent, before dropping his 'friend'
Richtofen grasped at his throat a bit, dropping to his knees, "I'm sorry, be happy I don't destroy your arm though Xavier." He said panting a bit due to the fact Xavier had been choking him while he was screaming at him over the incident with the zombie that he had been working on that had almost bit Xavier.