#twohandrevy

[secondhandxsmoke]

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John had seen the woman at the bar. He had walked by her a few times to either talk to other patrons, find a bathroom, etc. He had noticed that she smelled of gunpowder and cigarettes. A combination that he was all too familiar with. He had set down a glass of rum and coke next to her. Giving her a nod as he sat two stools down from the woman, not wanting to crowd her. “It’s for you. If you’ll take it. It’s the good strong shit too... I’m friends with the bartender so he hooks me up with whatever I ask for. Ha makes sense too. Probably helped him pay for a decent fraction of his mortgage at this point.” 

“Don’t want to make an ass of myself. But I’m gonna take a guess and say that ya needed some alcohol tonight. Shiit we all do.” He rose his own glass then. A few of the geese raising their own in response. “What’s brought you in tonight, if you don’t mind me askin’” 

[secondhandxsmoke]

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I’ll write two for you... because this one is on the funnier side than serious @two-hand-revy

“If we put our shoulders together, we’d have a completely tattooed set.  Imagine if we like.. toughed shoulders and they glowed or some shit and we got super powers. Like one of those American cartoons.” John had officially had too much to drink.. and was talking complete nonsense.  

[sonofxaymaca]

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Jamaar stirred awake, wiping the sleep out of his eyes. After sitting up from his bed and starting to truly wake up he began to put together that something was off. He had not woken up in one of the many high class hotels that he had fallen asleep in, but somewhere that was much less ritzy. He reached for his wooden sword that he kept at the foot of the bed, only to realise that it wasn't there. 

“Where the fuck am I?” He said, getting out of bed and looking around. The room It had an air of familiarity about it, but he could not tell why.

[two-hand-revy]

“Since I was a kid, had to protect myself from all the assholes where I lived.” she said and turned a corner to an alley where there were cans and bottles on a fence and a few on the ground with bullet holes in them.

[sonofxaymaca]

“I know what that’s like.” There were a number of nice and trustworthy people where he came from, but just as much horrible people. As they turned the corner he saw the cans and bottles. “Are those the targets we’ll be using?”

[sonofxaymaca]

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“Yer acting weird, what’s wrong with you?” she asked and looked to him chuckling lightly. “Dude are you sick?”

“Nonono, I’m ok.” Jamaar shifted in his seat. “You’re just........hot.”

[two-hand-revy]

“Alright, maybe by then the boys will be back.” she snickered and relaxed, enjoying the aroma.

[sonofxaymaca]

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He continued to cook. The minutes passed and soon enough, the food was finished. He began to share out the food.

[miraibra]

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The sun set bathing the beach in a soft pink light.  Bra sat on the edge of a dock wiggling her toes in the surf.  An explosion sends her sprawling into the sand.  Spitting out the gravel she turns towards the firefight.  Several people were pinned down behind an overturned table.  A quick glance told Bra there was four teams against one.  Three men sneaking up the alleyway seven men behind two cars and three men moving up off to the right trying to flank them.  Out numbered and out gunned by the look of the man targeting the bunch with a rocket launcher. 

“Over kill! Esh!“  Bra ran towards the man with the launcher.  No one ever keeps and eye on their back when they think their target is in front of them.  Timing it just right, Bra kicks the man in the back of the knees so he jerks up with his hands and then fires.  Problem is instead of it shooting harmlessly into the distance over the ocean.  He shoots straight up.  “Fuck me!”  Is coming back!  Every one runs for cover.  Bra leaps over the trucks hood and dives behind the table.  “We might want to take cover inside the building.”  She points in the air where the rocket has flipped over and is heading back down.

[sonofxaymaca]

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“Oh I dunno, make me mute… blind… use a voodoo doll on me!” she said and flailed her arms. “Augh!”

“It’s either go look for her or hope it’s temporary. Personally I don’t like hoping.”