Twenty Sixth Wind [Voice]

[bantorain]

-Well after Grell had posted, Virginia finally returned to the tent city, Angelina and Sougo not with her...and her face a mask of little to no emotion. She recognized just who Grell had "made beautiful"...

There is the sound of a gun being loaded very quickly. The bullets sound differently than the ones she had been using previously. They sound heavier and more metalic...has she cast actual LEAD bullets? Either way...-

Grell...You had better hope there's a higher tier of death gods to guide your kind into the afterlife.

-the barrel is spun for a moment, before being snapped into place and the hammer tested. She does the same for her smaller gun-

High Noon. Tomorrow. You and me. I'm no longer afraid...Angelina and Sougo taught me that much. It's either going to be you or me. That's the way it always was in the Wasteland...I think I'm finally beginning to understand.

-And no, she has no clue Jet arrived-

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[rapier-ex.livejournal.com]

...Then can I ask you something?

...If it looks like I WILL kill him...stop me. I'm sure you would anyways, but...please...

[goesbythebook.livejournal.com]

Really. Such is the measure of a mortal's resolve, is it?

I never had any intention of letting Grell Satcliffe be fatally wounded. He is an important member of the Dispatch Association, and also more.

Should you be so skilled as to accomplish such a thing, be sure that I will stop you.

[rapier-ex.livejournal.com]

My resolve...

I don't want to be the sort of person that kills another for revenge.

Thank you, sir.

[goesbythebook.livejournal.com]

Then I fail to see why you are engaging in such action at all.

You are welcome.

[rapier-ex.livejournal.com]

To show him that he can't just play with people like this and not receive some measure of retribution for what he does. We all have to pay our dues, Mr. Spears.

[goesbythebook.livejournal.com]

He is aware of that, considering that usually the task of his punishments falls upon me. The back of his head in particular might well still bear the impression of my shoe.

I do see your view, however. Though your lessons will likely be futile at best.

[rapier-ex.livejournal.com]

It's worth what I can do. I just...don't want to lose myself in the heat of the moment.