Post by Lachryma on Mar 11, 2007 16:29:15 GMT -5
Lachryma could recognize the sound of ripping flesh anywhere, and so she spun around to see Murray being eaten by a former friend.
"Is absolutely lovely. I just waste needle," she says to herself. She unhooks her Mosin Nagant and carefully, slowly, she loads a round, works the bolt, and settles into a firing stance.
She adjusts the sights slightly. Then she holds her breath. Finally, she pulls the trigger lightly, with just her fingertip.
"Ow, that hurt shou-Argh, I miss? Stop moving head, dead one!"
She loads another round, apparently ignoring the clip function of her rifle.
"Is absolutely lovely. I just waste needle," she says to herself. She unhooks her Mosin Nagant and carefully, slowly, she loads a round, works the bolt, and settles into a firing stance.
She adjusts the sights slightly. Then she holds her breath. Finally, she pulls the trigger lightly, with just her fingertip.
"Ow, that hurt shou-Argh, I miss? Stop moving head, dead one!"
She loads another round, apparently ignoring the clip function of her rifle.