"Look I don't know but unless you have real solid aspirations to win over ugliest SOB on the planet and then die in a blood soaked pus-bag filled haze keep back because I..."
His head burned. His body ached. The same way it always happens. Just let it burn out Vic. Just like you used to. Let it burn out, the aches and pains...
The gun fell from his hands but he kept his eyes on the other man as the skin along his cheek closed leaving a faint red mark. His hands were scarred over already, wounds closing up and healing. His body heaved - and then nothing.
Silence.
He pressed his hands to the floor.
"...There's no bullets in that gun if y'know, you wanna take it. At least I think there aren't." The other man's voice is still thick, "...I'd still keep away from it though. At least...for another twenty four hours unless you've got gloves. You...have gloves?"
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His head burned. His body ached. The same way it always happens. Just let it burn out Vic. Just like you used to. Let it burn out, the aches and pains...
The gun fell from his hands but he kept his eyes on the other man as the skin along his cheek closed leaving a faint red mark. His hands were scarred over already, wounds closing up and healing. His body heaved - and then nothing.
Silence.
He pressed his hands to the floor.
"...There's no bullets in that gun if y'know, you wanna take it. At least I think there aren't." The other man's voice is still thick, "...I'd still keep away from it though. At least...for another twenty four hours unless you've got gloves. You...have gloves?"