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"That, uh, wouldn't have been you shooting, would it? I mean, no judgments here if it was, but, you know, if it was, could you maybe possibly not shoot at me?"


Maria looked over as George was yelling something at Lord British, spotting somebody else nearby and offering a big friendly smile.

"Who, me? Nah, some asshole ran up and just started shooting at us. I don't even have a gun!" She blinks as she remembers something. "Oh wait, I DO, don't I?" She says, reaching back and pulling out the flare gun. "But it's not even loaded, is it? Oh but it's pretty crazy when it is. You just pull the trigger and everything's like FWOOOOOOOOSH!" She spread her arms out really wide as she FWOOOSHed and smacked her hand against the wall. "Ow..."

Outside of Maria's happy little world, she wasn't exactly the nicest thing to look at at this moment. She was a disheveled mess, covered in fresh blood, and with little something in her eyes that told that the cuckoo had just left the nest, so to speak.

"Oh, crap. I should probably keep it down." Maria realized, looking back to the door. "Sorry, Duncan!" She said in his direction before looking back to George as he waved a chair around. "Weapon? Hmm...well, there's that stick." She said, peeking back out the door and spotting the sharpened stick in question. "Oh there it is!" She started back out the door before anyone could stop her, reaching down and picking it up before looking over at Cass. "Oh, there you are." She said, smiling again and walking over. "Come on, we gotta go find someone to get us out of here. We'll come back for him later."
Edited by Super Llama, Jan 25 2011, 05:30 PM.
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Enough expository banter! Now we fight like men! And ladies! And ladies who dress like men! For Gilgamesh...it is MORPHIN' TIME!

V5 hopefuls:
Hiro Fukuyama: "N-n-no, I-I'm not scared."
Lucy Rosenberg: "If you're looking for friends, I don't think I can help you with that."
Angus McDonald: "To hell with you! If anyone here deserves to live, it's me!"

The Dead

She wanted those horrible metal balls to stop banging against her legs

But would Celeste even want help from a guy that whips out his pistol without a second thought?
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