Post by Lachryma on Mar 28, 2007 17:43:29 GMT -5
Lachryma stalks up to the roof, stepping over the chasm of the stairs.
"Oh, this is shooting gallery now? Is lovely, if you think Malton has unlimited ammo."
She takes a seat on the parapet of the roof and takes a look at her Mosin Nagant.
"See? I have four shots left, and where I find ammo for ancient rifle in British city? Huh? Huh?"
She turns to Vito.
"And where you find machine shotgun? They film 'Rambo 45: American Propaganda With Guns!' in Malton?"
She looks out over the smoke-shrouded buildings towards the west.
"Ah, look at beautiful sunset. Is far better then staring at dead ones constantly, no?"
"Oh, this is shooting gallery now? Is lovely, if you think Malton has unlimited ammo."
She takes a seat on the parapet of the roof and takes a look at her Mosin Nagant.
"See? I have four shots left, and where I find ammo for ancient rifle in British city? Huh? Huh?"
She turns to Vito.
"And where you find machine shotgun? They film 'Rambo 45: American Propaganda With Guns!' in Malton?"
She looks out over the smoke-shrouded buildings towards the west.
"Ah, look at beautiful sunset. Is far better then staring at dead ones constantly, no?"