A roguish, lean-bodied man tells a fair-skinned, long-sable-haired young
man, shaking his head, arms folding behind his head,
"Dude, relax, you'll live longer. I know what I do and I do it best."

You tell a roguish, lean-bodied man, a touch blandly, as he sinks into a seat at a comfortable, wide couch with high armrests,
"You also pointed us in the wrong direction. Bu', wha'ever. Stop
chatterin'."

You sit at a comfortable, wide couch with high armrests.

A sable-haired, prosthetic-footed woman asks a roguish, lean-bodied man, in
a lilting, asian accent,
"What exactly is that?"

A roguish, lean-bodied man tells a sable-haired, prosthetic-footed woman,
counting on his fingers,
"Recruitin', moral, radio, parties, music and fuckin', in reverse order."

You tell a roguish, lean-bodied man, in a smooth, rolling Grunger brogue,
"You're pretty fuckin' terrible at all o'them. I can vouch on three
counts m'self, 'least."

A roguish, lean-bodied man tells you, waving the man off,
"Bollocks dude, you're enjoyin' this."

A sable-haired, prosthetic-footed woman tells a roguish, lean-bodied man,
in a lilting, asian accent,
"Those are not particularly difficult jobs. I feel as though my morale
has waned in your presence."

A roguish, lean-bodied man asks a sable-haired, prosthetic-footed woman,
waving a hand lazy,
"Would you all fuckin' cheer up?"

You tell a roguish, lean-bodied man, lazily settling a carbine, reddened .45 assault rifle at his side,
"All I'm sayin' is I'm 'bout twenty words from shootin' you. And I ain't
so good at counting."


A fair-skinned, long-sable-haired young man seems to find a good notion
in taking a couple extra steps away from you.

A roguish, lean-bodied man tells you, shaking his head with a sigh, he
still sits with his feet hitched up and arms behind his head,
"I'll shoot this, shoot that. I've had that said to me so many times it's
lost all meanin'."

A sable-haired, prosthetic-footed woman asks, in a lilting, asian accent,
"Perhaps you would care to regale us with the cautionary tale of Stagger
Lee?"

You ask a fair-skinned, long-sable-haired young man, hoisting a carbine, reddened .45 assault rifle and leveling it at a roguish, lean-bodied man,
"Zif, 'ow many was that?"
You stop using a carbine, reddened .45 assault rifle.

<***** / ^^^^^^ / ||||||> OK.
You wield a carbine, reddened .45 assault rifle.

<***** / ^^^^^^ / ||||||> You take aim at a roguish, lean-bodied man.


<***** / ^^^^^^ / |||||| / aimed> A fair-skinned, long-sable-haired young man tells you, taking another step
back,
"Nineteen."


<***** / ^^^^^^ / |||||| / aimed> A roguish, lean-bodied man tells a fair-skinned, long-sable-haired young
man, lifting his hands from behind his head, waving them lazily in the air,
"Shit."

<***** / ^^^^^^ / |||||| / aimed> You squeeze the trigger of a carbine, reddened .45 assault rifle, a
bullet shooting towards a roguish, lean-bodied man.

The bullet ruptures his abdomen.

<***** / ^^^^^^ / ||||||> A long-limbed, straw-haired young man's finger tugs steadily on a
carbine, reddened .45 assault rifle's trigger, sending a bullet clean into
a roguish, lean-bodied man.


<***** / ^^^^^^ / ||||||> Jerking suddenly as the bullet hits his bared stomach, a roguish, lean-bodied
man gasps in a weak breath. Looking down at the suddenly bloody wound in his
chest he slumps to the side, off his chair to the floor.

<***** / ^^^^^^ / ||||||> A fair-skinned, long-sable-haired young man tells a sable-haired,
prosthetic-footed woman, with a sigh,
"I tried ta warn him."

<***** / ^^^^^^ / ||||||> You tell a fair-skinned, long-sable-haired young man, settling a carbine, reddened .45 assault rifle at his side,
"Make sure he don't die."

A roguish, lean-bodied man exclaims, through tightly clenched teeth, his
lips pulled tight in a wince as he fights not to cry out. He fails,
"YOU FUCKING SHOT ME!"

A fair-skinned, long-sable-haired young man emphatically tells a roguish,
lean-bodied man, as he works,
"Stay the fuck still!"

<***** / ^^^^^^ / ||||||> You tell a roguish, lean-bodied man, lazily nodding as he lounges back on a comfortable, wide couch with high armrests, like nothing had happened,
"I do tha'."