At his flank, Goldy squints at the blurs zipping back and forth. Even her keen sharpshooter's eye can't pick out what they are, though she still feels confident that she could hit them if necessary.
"Possible...?"
Preparing to adhere to her doctrine of shoot first, ask questions later, her finger curls a little more tightly around the trigger of the flamethrower.
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Re: Stairway
Date: 2007-03-04 06:31 am (UTC)"Possible...?"
Preparing to adhere to her doctrine of shoot first, ask questions later, her finger curls a little more tightly around the trigger of the flamethrower.