The gun still felt a bit odd in his smaller hand, but it was his favorite and he'd had it for as long as he could remember... which was a lot longer than somethings in his life. Twisting it over in his palm he moved up to where Martha was standing and handed it to her, "Ladies choice, I've had both and neither is better than the other. Of course to the head you'll have to watch. The heart? I've got clothing on. This time."
There was that time where he got shot by the jealous husband. That was really an eye opening experience for the whole group. Yes he thought group.
Stepping back he stood still trying to make sure she was okay with this, "You're sure you want to do this? You can back out. I won't hold it against you... well not in this body at least." There was that wink, and God he wished he hadn't done that.
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Date: 2007-11-22 08:33 am (UTC)There was that time where he got shot by the jealous husband. That was really an eye opening experience for the whole group. Yes he thought group.
Stepping back he stood still trying to make sure she was okay with this, "You're sure you want to do this? You can back out. I won't hold it against you... well not in this body at least." There was that wink, and God he wished he hadn't done that.