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Originally Posted by sock
Rocky, hiding behind his seat, wipes his bloody nose and watches with a grin. |
Freckle takes a breath when he hears the other guy start to reload. He then sits up and fires again and again, until his own gun is empty. When no returning fire sounds, his body shakes and he allows the gun to slip between his fingers as he looks at the blood on his arm.
"Uh... Rocky?"