Pomplemous
Bluelighter
'Howdy Pard'ner' he said and he meant it too - until he saw the look in the eyes, and he stopped dead.
Literally
She never took her eyes off him as he slumped to the ground, and watched as his stupid yankee hat rollled across the forecourt.
She never spoke - what use were words when a gun can do the talking for you? But she did think though. She thought to herself, 'foreigners'.
But she had a job to do and she was here to do it - can't be swayed. revenge is best served from the barrell of a gun.
(I shall come back and finish this, I am writing off the cuff but the music here playing makes me wander off into dreaming about SAS stuff and she's not SAS)
Literally
She never took her eyes off him as he slumped to the ground, and watched as his stupid yankee hat rollled across the forecourt.
She never spoke - what use were words when a gun can do the talking for you? But she did think though. She thought to herself, 'foreigners'.
But she had a job to do and she was here to do it - can't be swayed. revenge is best served from the barrell of a gun.
(I shall come back and finish this, I am writing off the cuff but the music here playing makes me wander off into dreaming about SAS stuff and she's not SAS)
