beatrix foljambe created by russianbluenx01
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Don't need bullets

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  • "Meowdy Purrtner! My I axe you a question? Do you know what happened to ma' hawk?"
    (Alright,20 bucks for the pun jar)

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  • "We all learn something important when huntin' dangerous game where I grew up, y'know why you should never wound something you ain't fit to kill?"
    Her left arm took the gunshot, and dangled limply at her hip, but the right hand went to her back to reappear, holding a tomahawk sharp as printer-press paper, and dripping with black-red blood.
    "Thus endeth the lesson." she growled, and closed the door firmly behind her. The only sounds were booted footfalls and an empty cylinder clicking wildly, over and over.
    Then, a wet, hard crunch, then nothing.

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