You must like cheap wine, and regularly neglect sorting your trash.
Ammo is ammo, does it fire? Does it make contact?
Who gives a fuck if a bullet is old, new, ancient… did I shoot you?
Of course I di-
-ttthhhhhhup-
-leans back into chair, quietly, and now, at peace-
radio chatter
"-cooooouh- ; Yeah, we got 'im. Yes, I'm sure! Kick his head? Twice? Damnit, sir, he was a decent dude! For crying out loud! Fuck! I hate this job…" [but the pay is exorbitant!]
"Yeah yeah…over & out."
-waits a solid minute and a half-
-tap tap tap-
"Swordy! SWORDY! Get up! Hurry! Shield is being vindicated, and being sent 'home,' this is YOUR moment! Let the world see that it takes more than just "fresh ammo" to stop (You)!"
"Really?"
"YES! G-"
-ttthhhhhhup-
"Ahhh!"
-swordy runs to 'shield' for dear life, or what really looks like a blurry shine at the end of a long corridor-
…to be kunTIN(You)'d
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