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They're Made Out Of Meat; PM before entering
Topic Started: Dec 16 2010, 03:28 PM (2,827 Views)
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Mary-Ann took a deep breath. She reopened her one eye, bit her lip and tightened her grip on the gun.

"I can do this. I can do it. I can," she whispered to herself.

She could hear her heart pounding; blood was rushing around her head. It felt like her hands were freezing against the gun. Cold tingles and sweat were starting to make her fingers jittery.

The sound of her nervous pulse was suddenly interrupted by the crackling of forest brush. Her eyes flew open. Her heart leaped into her throat and reflexively she spun around. It was all so quick that it felt like all of her actions happened at once. She turned, gave a little involuntary squeak and pulled the trigger. The trigger fell back with an empty click.

Mary-Ann hadn't been looking at her target. After the initial few seconds of action she realized she was looking down at the ground while her gun was aimed up at her would-be attacker. She let out a breath; apparently she hadn't been breathing.

Slowly Mary-Ann lifted her eyes and saw R.J. Her chest fell and rose with the rapid breathing that was catching up to her just now.

"Ohmigod, R.J.! Don't do that! You scared me!" she shouted, forgetting for a moment to be quiet.

Her eyes started to become glassy. She drew one of her hands away from the gun, letting the muzzle hit the dirt.

"I'm not dumb. I get what you were trying to do."

She closed the distance between the two of them and hugged him, burring her face into his chest.

"I'm sorry I yelled. You only want me to know how to protect myself. But please don't leave me alone like that again. Don't leave."
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