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Post by Melody Arachne on Mar 30, 2007 0:51:39 GMT -5
"Vito, Vito ... not everyone has your know-how when it comes to construction. You want 'em done right, don'tcha?"
Melody hops the bar, smoothing down her skirt as she lands on the other side and walks to the slit-windows near the front door. "They slowin' down any? Sometimes I think shootin' them just brings more. But what else are you gonna do with the ammo, right?"
She walks to the stairs, waits for a break in the shooting to call upwards, "You boys need anything? Bullets? Cold beer?"
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