In the interests of peace and mutual understanding. Totally.

[notwocouches]

We're leaving, conspicuously discarded, a long, cylindrical thingummy with a number of levers and handles; something resembling the butt of a rifle at one end and a narrow hole in the other. Should the levers, notably the trigger-shaped one, be pulled, nothing much will happen -- unless it's being pointed at someone else. In which case that someone

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[rebel_son]

If the gun had blades or spikes or strings, Melehan would think to take care. But guns mean nothing to him, and so he fiddles with open and perhaps careless curiosity.

[lesser_son]

His brother catches sight of him and hails him with a little cry. "Melehan!"

[rebel_son]

"Brother," he says in return, turning towards him as he experimentally pulls one of the levers.

[lesser_son]

"What hast thou--"

[rebel_son]

"I know not." He offers it to Melou.

[lesser_son]

Melou pokes it, experimentally, and, being utterly unfamiliar with guns, pulls the trigger and shoots Melehan.