06-24-2009, 01:31 PM
Brandon's eyes narrowed, as his protective nature about his niece got the better of him.
In a microsecond, his Desert Eagle was drawn, hammer back, chamber loaded, safety off.
"Hurt her and see how fast you get thrown through a woodchipper." He growled, aiming the large pistol at her forehead.
Diesel remained quiet, knowing that Boss would prefer to get a handle on the situation, especially with him.
Sable grinned quietly, using every fiber in her being to try and get the pistol to go off, but found it only worked when she was holding it.
In a microsecond, his Desert Eagle was drawn, hammer back, chamber loaded, safety off.
"Hurt her and see how fast you get thrown through a woodchipper." He growled, aiming the large pistol at her forehead.
Diesel remained quiet, knowing that Boss would prefer to get a handle on the situation, especially with him.
Sable grinned quietly, using every fiber in her being to try and get the pistol to go off, but found it only worked when she was holding it.
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.
