03-30-2009, 01:16 PM
Reyna felt the blast before it happened, and tackled her partner before the wave of destruction hit them. Brandon got laid out on his back, his revolver skittering away from his paw in the rubble. His muzzle was buried in the fur tuft that came out of her bulletproof vest, the one that hid her breasts from view normally.
"Fuck....code black..." He coughed, "...code black..."
Reyna, not knowing that he lost his revolver, followed his command, as she pulled him up. Code black was meant for her to assume command if Brandon ever was wounded or incapacitated.
"Controlled Retreat!" she ordered to the others, "Get back to the base, split up if need be. MOVE!!!"
Brandon stumbled, and found his revolver, leaving him momentarily exposed to an attack as he fumbled for his weapon.
"Fuck....code black..." He coughed, "...code black..."
Reyna, not knowing that he lost his revolver, followed his command, as she pulled him up. Code black was meant for her to assume command if Brandon ever was wounded or incapacitated.
"Controlled Retreat!" she ordered to the others, "Get back to the base, split up if need be. MOVE!!!"
Brandon stumbled, and found his revolver, leaving him momentarily exposed to an attack as he fumbled for his weapon.
The last mutt standing.
The one and only, Cowboy from Hell.
******
Bury me with my guns on,
So when I reach the other side,
I can show him what it feels like to die.
I can show him what it feels like to die.
Bury me with my guns on,
So when I'm cast out of the skies,
I can shoot the Devil right between the eyes.
