"It's not bad. Thank you." He takes the scarf gratefully, tying it up around the arm. He takes her second gun, wincing, but holding it with his wounded arm as he gets up.
"I'm much better off than they are." He nods with a wane smile at the thug and the boss who lay on the floor. "We need to move." He is well aware of the urgency, thugs down below would be expecting shots, but might still come to see a grisly scene, or to help with the cleanup. Transitioning the weapon to his good arm, he leads the way for the door.
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Date: 2013-03-19 06:51 am (UTC)From:"I'm much better off than they are." He nods with a wane smile at the thug and the boss who lay on the floor. "We need to move." He is well aware of the urgency, thugs down below would be expecting shots, but might still come to see a grisly scene, or to help with the cleanup. Transitioning the weapon to his good arm, he leads the way for the door.