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In some cultures, what I do is considered normal.
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“I'm gonna hold you to that,” Roman said with a wry grin. Moving slowly, he took the gun, his fingers brushing against Acacia’s for a second as he made sure he had a good grip on the weapon. Once in his grasp, he brought the gun towards his face for closer inspection. He absently pushed his glasses further up on his nose as he turned the gun over and over.

“It’s gotta be here somewhere,” he muttered as he ran his fingers over the frame of the pistol. There had to be a catch or a latch or something that would let him open up the cylinder so Acacia could load the bullets.

There. A small button on the left hand side near the trigger guard. Pressing it down, Roman used his other hand to push the cylinder free of the gun itself. It slid to the side with a nearly inaudible click.

“Ta-da,” he sang softly, a triumphant grin on his face. This was something he could do. Be calm, focus, and find the solution to the problem. So Acacia’s problem of an unloaded gun was solved. He really should get moving on solving his own problem, namely, finding Alex.

He held the open gun out to Acacia. “Here you go, one gun ready to be loaded. You just drop the bullets in and push the cylinder closed. Anything else I can help you with?”
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Orientation · The Felled Forest: South