My Thread
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Thread Topic: My Thread
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Ben: I'm getting good with swords, it mad guns seem like home for me. -sighs softly-
-carefully puts her sword up and starts cleaning a new one- -
I was always a shooter, and I guess my ability and her swordwork was pretty deadly together. -Scratches at his collar, where a hellhound had gotten him during that fight- I can teach you everything I know, if you want.
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Ben: -nods- Okay.
-sighs softly and goes to the Libary where she sat on the couch by the hearth- -
Run through the rest of the ammo, then bring me the target. -Claps him on the shoulder in a fatherly way- Practice a lot, and you'll get better. -Portals to the libary, and smiles at A as it closes-
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Ben: -blinks slowly and sighs before raising the gun and shooting-
-she had fallen asleep with a book open on her lap and her head crooked into the couch- -
-Smiles slightly, opens another portal, and gets a blanket which he covered her with. Then he has a flashback-
Here, it gets cold in here at night.
No, stay.
If I go crazy, will you still call me Superman? -
-she rumbled softly a frown on her face before it went slack once more-
Ben: -he was almost out of bullets- -
-Looks at her for a second more, then leaves. Returning to Ben with a pair of silver pistols- Kid, I want you to have these.
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Ben: -his bullets where gone and he looked over- What are those? -he didn't want to depart from the rifel yet-
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Pistols, Colt 1911 .45's. They belonged to my brother. And I'm passing the torch.
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Ben: -slowly a smile spread across his mouth and he took them and looked at them- Beautiful. -he murmerd then got a crooked smile- What? Your not going to have kids? -waits for a reaction-
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If I did, they'd get my .45's. -Thinks for a moment- Not really something I considered.
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Ben: Maybe you should man. -holsters then guns- I'm going to go take a shower. -walks away and looks back and smiles- Thanks. -goes inside-
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-Shrugs- The rifle is yours, kid. -taps it. Then portals back to the Institute Library-
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-glares at Ben- Just shut up please. Ben, pull it out. -her back was bleeding profusely-
Ben: -eyes wide, hands shaking- I-I can't. The bullet is in deep.. I don't know.. Ally.. I just..
-sighs softly- If you don't, I'll rip off your testicules and shove them down your throat.
Ben: -winces and goes behind her- Tell me what to do.
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