If you dare to scroll past this, I just… I have nothing to say to you.
Colt Python and Smith & Wesson Model 27, .357 magnum revolvers.
Big revolvers will always have a certain gravitas that pistols lack. The heavy barrel seems to exude such authority and justice, like a judge’s gavel or a senator’s mace.
Engraved folding trigger pinfire revolver with gold and silver decorations. Most likely of Belgian origins, mid 19th century.
//I didn’t finish up my replies. But imma try and do the rest of them later on or tomorrow.
“ YOU WILL FIND THAT TASK TO BE HARDEE THAN YOU THINK. ARE YOU CERTAIN ARE YOU CAPABLE OF DOING SUCH A DIFFICULT TASK? ”
“As certain as a bullet going through that thick metal head of yers.”
Hard brown eyes lowered and she resisted the urge to mumble a string of profanities. What the hell did the Emperor want with her? Last time she’d checked Earthrealm and Outworld were…sort of allied.
She crossed her arms, looking at his hands which were where they usually were. Right above those goddamn guns. She sighed with irritation. The last thing she needed was another fight with this asshole. “Goddammit…fine, I’ll go but just answer one question. What the hell does he want with me?
Well this was new; She didn’t show any signs of resisting his order, but instead she complied without giving him any lip or brawling...However his ears did pick up her inaudible mumbling in which he really didn’t give a shit.
Since she wasn’t going to fight him he figured there was no need to place his hands close to his guns--instead, the mercenary crossed his arms once hearing the lil lady’s question. “That is for you to find out Miss Briggs...Now come along.”
“How the?… that’ not the best way to get my attention.”
“But I got yer attention now.”
“Listen here walker, Texas Ranger..you say you’re a good shot with that gun? Keep talking and I’ll show you how good a shot I am.”
“Heh— I’m ready to see that.” Hovering his hands over his guns resting inside of his holsters, the mercenary wiggled his dirty fingers. A smug smirk was concealed by his mask. He was ready for to see what he was capable of. “-Hope yer still not a lil rusty Captain America..”
“Oh yeah? I’m flattered. I dare you to come take it, Black.”
Come and take it. Not a problem chickadee.
Without any hesitation, he would take a step closer towards his blonde headed target, resting his dirty hands on top of those precious revolvers.;; —At a quick motion the mercenary pulled out one of his revolvers, aiming it right at her.
“Shame that I have to mess up a pretty face.”
//Alright time to work on drafts and new starters.
here’s something for munday -lemme just throw this out there-
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//And I finished all my replies! Yes.
she rolled her eyes in disgust
“ you again…what do you want?”
And with that he had to smirk at the General rolling her eyes in such disgust.
“A good ol’ time if you—catch my drift.”
“Beast is ‘de-mean-ng’ word, no call Torr that, Bang Bang. It rude. And maaaaybe. FerraTorr got few more eyes for collect if that say anythin.”
“The lil rugrat is actually spewing out huge vocabulary words?....That’s new to me— More eyes kid? Are you ever goin’ to steal anything else but eyes?”
“ BECAUSE OBJECTIVELY, I AM SUPERIOR TO YOU IN EVERY ASPECT. ”
“That only makes me want to kill you more.”