!!0ZviLFh59My 02/23/12(Thu)20:15 No.18072937|
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You look at the two downed pilots (hurr) and search your soul for the right approach to this thorny problem.
You shoot Caldwell in the groin again.
"FUCKAERFDFVBGDF" he gurgles, curling up around the impact. "SHITWHORE BASTARD OH FUCK!"
Before 'Wendeline' can react, you shoot her in the back and ass. She falls to the ground, gasping with pain. Soap Bullets do, indeed, fucking hurt when you're almost naked. God damned Witches and their skimpy outfits.
"It's like living in a fucking museum," you mutter. "Look, don't touch. But I have to! I HAVE TO TOUCH!"
".... are you okay?" the girl next to you asks cautiously.
"... sorry, nevermind."
You turn and limp towards the hangar, whistling idly.
"Aren't you going to-"
"Bogeys incapacitated, problem sovled, yaa-hoo."
You stop suddenly and round on the girl, staring at her with huge, intense eyes.
"Do you know what this is?" you ask her quietly.
"This is me... not giving a fuck," you say. "Exhibit A, me," you say, tapping your chest. "Exhibit B," you point at your empty palm, "a complete lack of fucks."
>TRIANGULATION TIEM! Let's see if we can talk Sanya into a ride-along (bow chicka wow wow)
>Triangulation tiem - on our own. We've wasted enough time, we need to get on this.
>Who is this chick, anyways? And what the hell is she doing here?