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@saltyfreelancer
“Hey, I need a partner for GTA. You in?” She doesn’t need this game, but any game at all. Something where she can shoot people, something with a lot of action. South’s just in a twitchy mood, at this point. “Or like, maybe CS:GO or some shit?”
@saltyfreelancer continued from here
“Fair enough, optimism has always been a strong suit of yours. Similar to how mine is making sure no one gets close enough to get the jump on us.”
@saltyfreelancer
♜ - one Muse attempts to assassinate the other after mistaking them for their target ( original ask here: x )
Georgia sighed as he examined the odd black substance coating his armor.
“Not again,” he murmured, briefly picking at the dark, almost paint-like matter on his right arm.
Although this side effect of teleportation was absolutely harmless, Georgia found it to be one of the more annoying results of using his armor enhancement. Sure, it didn’t hurt at all, but it was absolutely frustrating and far too time consuming for him to remove all of this black gunk off of his armor.
After fruitlessly scraping at the black substance a few more times, he finally gave up and returned his attention back to his prior task: regrouping with his teammates.
The freelancer started to slink down the hall, tightening his grip on his pistol as he made his way towards the rendezvous point.
Just as he began to round a corner, three shots rang out.
Georgia had no time to react before he felt two of the bullets impact his left side, one hitting the protective plating of his armor while the other pierced into his less shielded abdomen.
A look of shock briefly crossed over Georgia’s face once he registered the searing pain in his flank. It didn’t take long for his alarmed expression to shift into a pained grimace as he fell forwards, clutching at his left side.
❝ i don’t feel like smiling today. ❞
“You make that sound as if it were a bad thing, lad. Between York, Florida, and North, we have more than enough people grinning so the rest of us don’t have to.” He’s not going to even ask why the other agent doesn’t feel like smiling, instead he’s going to cross his arms, “And even the amount of scowls they get doesn’t seem to deter them either. If anything, it causes them to smile more.”
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♜ - one Muse attempts to assassinate the other after mistaking them for their target
(( Answered over here! ))
