Tired Days [Open]
Jan 6, 2014 0:05:04 GMT -6
Post by Marcus Stone on Jan 6, 2014 0:05:04 GMT -6
Dark Kabuto walked forward, slowly, knowing that the girl's weapon was easily an excuse to draw him in. However, he knew he'd scored a solid hit on her gun arm, so that threat was at least nullified. He stopped in front of her, placing his foot on the weapon.
"You've really got some dumb luck, kid. It's stupid of me but I might actually want to let you keep your little popgun bug there if only out of the morbid curiosity that you might bring me someone stronger to fight next time... after all, I'm sure you'll remember that this can happen all over again."
His other foot moved to stomp at her elbow.
"You tell your little friends they're all on notice. Once I find them, I'll make sure they don't end up as lucky as you... and don't think I'll forget about you either. I might just save you for last, just so you can watch the rest of them go down."
"You've really got some dumb luck, kid. It's stupid of me but I might actually want to let you keep your little popgun bug there if only out of the morbid curiosity that you might bring me someone stronger to fight next time... after all, I'm sure you'll remember that this can happen all over again."
His other foot moved to stomp at her elbow.
"You tell your little friends they're all on notice. Once I find them, I'll make sure they don't end up as lucky as you... and don't think I'll forget about you either. I might just save you for last, just so you can watch the rest of them go down."
