"Fucking pigeon," Sin said looking up at the bird on the gun. This is what hand guns were for. And the bird found itself looking down the barrel of her favorite handgun.
Sin doesn't have any qualms about killing people or the cute animals of nature. If the woman had a barrel of kittens she'd be kicking them into traffic for her amusement.
Impromptu chiropractic aid aside, no it didn't feel very good. She hit the tar of the roof, "What the hell?" she snapped. She still had the gun in her hands and twisted to shoot whoever had landed on her back.
The sudden stop got a rush of air to escape her lungs in an 'oof.' The nigger apparently didn't have the balls to make good with it. Of course the fall left her shaken enough that she couldn't stab him in the guts right away like she wanted to.
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Sin doesn't have any qualms about killing people or the cute animals of nature. If the woman had a barrel of kittens she'd be kicking them into traffic for her amusement.
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The moment she drew the gun, a rather large man dressed like a bird landed hard on her back.
That should really help those ribs.
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This was not her day.
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He completely released his grip on her anyway.
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Never trust a nigger, was what she thought as she flailed. It didn't even register that she was going to die the second she hit the ground.
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For a moment, it looked like he was going to let her hit the ground. And the thought did cross his mind. But she wasn't about to get off so lucky.
He flew down and caught her mere inches off the ground, waiting until the last possible moment to grab her.
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She was only human in some ways.
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