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Post by gabriel on Jul 9, 2008 22:32:35 GMT -5
A looked around the large target area. He pulled up his gun and pointed it at the target. He shot seven shots. HE then shot seven more from his other gun. HE put the first gun away and pointed it toward the ground, actually at his foot. HE pulled out the clip and slid in another. as he picked it back up he accidently shot his foot. "Holy nuts!!" A screamed as he saw the blood rush from his foot with a hole now in it.
He tossed the gun aside on the ground and a bang went off. He looked up and it had shot a bullseye in the target. Damn A thought as he tended to his foot. "Now I'm gonna get my gun taken away until I take that stupid test again." A sighed as he slowly pulled his boot off.
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Post by Youkai Chi on Jul 10, 2008 10:23:06 GMT -5
Chi, being the dominant and somewhat violent girl she was, has easily been convinved to join her friends on their trip to the shooting range. She had shot off a few shot, but found it rather dificult, her hair falling over one eye by the way it was cut, and the recoil of the gun, far to pwwerful for someone so lacking in intelegence of firearms, causes her head to jerk back ever so slightly, as with the rest of her body, just enough to finally have her bangs and her other hairs that had strayed, to completely cover her eyes.
The girl mumbled a few profanities as she set the gun down and searched through her bag for one of her rarely used scrunchies. She hated having her hair up, though thats how she always used to wear it. She hated to have any skin exposed, such at arms, neck, legs, but she was known to wear the occasional low cut blouse whenever something called for a alittle more than a band tee.
She sighed and pulled her hair up, her fingers combing through her hair before slowly pulling it back, flattening it as she did so.
She looked over and saw the man, wincing when he shot himself int he foot, ehr hair falling from her hands. How could be be so calm? She herself would be hopping around on her uneffected foot, yowling in pain, but he just basically stood there.
She noticed the gun, unaimed by him, hit the bulls eye when it went off after his small outburst of irritation.
She set her gun down and let the hair thing stay on her wrist in a braceley like manner. She walked over to him, her eyes widening at the site of blood...
Blood....
She didn't get nausious over it.... But since she had tasted her own blood from getting a paper vut on her finger, she had a strance longing for the stuff.
"Need any help?" she asked, loking down at him as he removed the boot.
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Post by gabriel on Jul 10, 2008 11:18:39 GMT -5
A turned to the girl. “Nah I’m ok. Just stung a little.” A said with a smile. “This is nothing compared to when I got shot in the stomach.” A said tossing his boot aside and looking down at his now red sock and hole that he could clearly see the bullet in his foot.
His sock was covered in blood and it ran down into the heel of his foot. The bullet was dug into his foot just below his middle toe. Now how am I gonna get that out? A asked himself as he reached his finger down and tried to bore out the bullet. It would probably gross out anyone in the world but not A. Pain was practically nothing for him now. Three shots to the stomach now a shot in the foot.
He pulled his blood soaked finger out as the attendant working there came over to him. “Do you need some help sir?” he asked. A turned to him and gave him the ‘you dumb ass’ look. The attendant turned and walked over to the phone to call the hospital. A turned to Chi and smiled. “I’m fine really, by the way my name is A.” A said as he extended his right hand which was covered in blood then he retracted it quickly and extended his left. “Sorry.” A said.
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Post by Youkai Chi on Jul 10, 2008 11:37:31 GMT -5
He doesn't need help... psh....
She watched, someone.... locked at his attept to remove the bullet without any medical equiptment or assistance.
She bit her bottom lip as she watched, not that she was sicked, but so she could taste her own blood. Most people found this a disgusting thing about her, and especially strange since she was vegan.
She watched as the man came over before going to call the hospital and looked back down to see a blodo covered hand held otu to her. She had started to reach otu toward it, but stopped her hand as he held out the other one. She moved ehr hand back to it's spot at her side and reched otu her other one, taking it.
"I'm... Etsu..." she said, not quite trusting him enough to know her real name yet, especially if he weent by 'A'.
"And it's fine," she said to how he had helf out the blodd hand. "I actually don't mind blood," she said, before her gaze went blank and she looked like she was thinking.
"It's kinda weird," she said quietly, now sucking on her bleeding bottom lip, grateful for the taste, it caming and satasfying her at the same time.
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Post by gabriel on Jul 10, 2008 11:47:37 GMT -5
“Etsu eh? Well at least you’re not as cheesy as me when choosing an alias.” A said as he laughed. A withdrew his hand and looked back down at his foot. The guy from before came back over. “It’s gonna take them at least an hour. There was a huge pile up on the highway and they need to tend to them first.” The man said. A sighed and looked at his foot. “Can you drive a motorcycle?” A said with a smile. She is kinda freaky. A thought as he imagined what she thought of him. Well I’m not saying much.
There was no way he could shift the gears with his foot like this. Maybe she has a car of her own. Maybe she would take him t the hospital. Even though it would be an hour wait for him to go get fixed up. A looked to the man.
“Can I get some napkins?” A asked. The man turned and was on his way.
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Post by Youkai Chi on Jul 10, 2008 12:22:42 GMT -5
Motercycle?
No, she sure as hell didn't have the slightest idea of how to drive a motercycle, unless of course, it was more like a four wheeler than she used to think. You would think that a girl who's grandfather, though she was only alive for 6 years before died, made custom choppers.
She shook her head, "No," she said, "haven't even ridden on one."
"But if you need a ride tot he hospital," she said, using her thumb to point over her shoulder to the group of teenagers behind her, "We'll give you a lift."
She actualyl wondered why she was being nice to the guy, someone had already called the hospital to send an ambulance, but why was she offering to take him there herself?
Because she would want someone to do the same thing? No... She didn't beive in karma and certainly wouldn't normally do something like this for a stranger. She could, and had in the past, simply turn the other cheek and ignore the man, which would be easy with him being as calm as he was. Maybe that was why she wanted to help. She herself was far from sure.
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