Sep 23, 2006 16:42
It's sunny and clear today, if on the cool side.
At the edge of the Pack's territory, Russ is working on his bike. It had been making a couple odd noises when he pulled in from patrol, and it's a quiet day in any case, so he figures there's no harm in tuning up the engine while he's out here.
His jacket lies on the sidewalk nearby.
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Alone.
Hunting animals is no harder than it was before it all when to shit. All you need to be is patient.
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His head comes up, nostrils flaring.
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Unfortunately.
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"So," he calls, still scenting for the location of whoever's he's smelling, "you got business?"
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Click,click--pulling the trigger
"Just a little matter of business."
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The gun gleams on top of the car.
"Shi--"
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Theodore nearly looks disappointed.
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It's dead weight and it's tedious.
He shoves Russ over the back of the motorcycle.
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Armand runs around the corner, but the light is in his eyes and it's an automatic gesture to fling up his hand -
Being shot turns the sky white. White and streaked with the colour of pain.
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ping, drops the spent shell.
He kicks up the stand and turns the key into the ignition, starting the 'cycle up. And with his quarry in tow he drives away.
The bike will be found, discarded.
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