never let the crazy guy have a gun]

Feb 03, 2010 20:02

[Snake couldn't sleep. It would mean letting someone get him with his guard down. Snake, Focus. Ignore the fire on the edge of your vision, ignore the way the claws of certain demons rapping on the floor sound like the rat-tat-tat of a semi-auto machine gun]

NNh... Why now? Why... YOU!

[an Orc stopped dead in it's tracks, confused]

What's da the big idea? Hey - You guys aren't suppose to hold guns!

You're following me.

Ain't so, why would I follow a prinny!

[Snake panted, holding a shaky pistol at the Orc]

Two Seconds.

For what, you loony bird?

Go get. One Second.

Ayyyyie!

[Orc broke out into a run]

*BLAM BLAM BLAM BLAM*

[Snake squeezed the trigger early, the shots went wild. For a second, he stared in shock, nearly tossed his gun. No, he needs it if they're after him. He has to run]
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