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Post by Incendiary Aftermath on Jan 13, 2012 18:54:47 GMT -5
Uh... good... luck? *I shake my head at Fire's message* Daring little bugger... Anyways... Vol, as much as I would love to do that, I think it'll be safer if i do it. Just hand it to me and i can do it.
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Post by Volume Virus on Jan 13, 2012 19:29:05 GMT -5
If you say so. *I slowly pass him the gun before leaning closer to watch what exactly he's doing to fix it.* Just...don't break it. At least not on purpose, alright? That would be a waste.
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Post by Incendiary Aftermath on Jan 13, 2012 19:37:53 GMT -5
Please, have you seen me fix a gun? *I begin taking it apart and replacing the necessary parts. The wooden stock is still sturdy, just splintered. I tape it up with duct tape and replace the firing pin. Luckily, the spring is fine. I start cleaning the barrel* After this, i still need to re-chamber it. That means I'm going to make it so it fires a different round than it's supposed to. It's a smaller round than normal, so it will be perfectly safe.
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Post by Volume Virus on Jan 13, 2012 19:53:09 GMT -5
If you say it's safe, I trust you. Don't hurt yourself. Or the gun, but you're my priority. *I lean my head onto his shoulder, watching him work on the gun.* Did you get this good at fixing things by practicing, or is it more of a natural gift?
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Post by Incendiary Aftermath on Jan 13, 2012 20:12:24 GMT -5
I'd say both, but mostly practice. Once the bombs fell, you couldn't go to a gun store. They were few and far between with the spread of rayguns. Had to make your own parts, fix your own guns, make your own ammo. *I finish off the barrel and place it back* And.. done.
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Post by Volume Virus on Jan 13, 2012 20:27:38 GMT -5
Really? That was fast. *I reach for the gun, not wanting to just grab it away. It doesn't look nearly as clean and shiny as one of the guns that IA likes (especially not with a large portion of it all wrapped up in duct tape), but it's not all rusty anymore, either.* Do you think it'll work alright?
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Post by Incendiary Aftermath on Jan 13, 2012 20:37:59 GMT -5
It'll work, i still need to chamber it though. I don't have any of the original rounds. All i have are 7.62. So it works, you just can't shoot it right now.
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Post by Volume Virus on Jan 13, 2012 20:50:39 GMT -5
You really think it should work? *I gently take the gun out of his hands and actually hold it. It feels different than Plague, but not in a bad way. It's shaped differently, and a bit heavier, but I don't mind a bit.* That's good. Thank you so much. *I gently kiss him on the cheek, putting the gun down next to me.* I'm sorry that I put you through so much trouble.
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Post by Incendiary Aftermath on Jan 13, 2012 21:20:27 GMT -5
You really don't. Without you i'd be sitting here with a gun to my head. *I shrug* This is much better. Tomorrow's gonna be Hell though.
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Post by Volume Virus on Jan 13, 2012 21:29:37 GMT -5
You would not. You're a much, much stronger person than that. At least...I think so. *I look into his eyes, a bit taken aback by the revelation.* Please tell me that you wouldn't do anything so stupid. I know I do sometimes...but I don't think I could ever go through with it. Now, I don't want you to lie to me, but please tell me that you would never kill yourself.
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Post by Incendiary Aftermath on Jan 13, 2012 21:31:59 GMT -5
You never know. If i find myself at the bottom of a well, I can't climb up. So... Probably in an instance like that... Other than that? i don't know... *I put an arm around her and squeeze* It's nothing you'll have to worry about.
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Post by Volume Virus on Jan 13, 2012 21:42:09 GMT -5
"Not something to worry about"? What kind of person would I be if I didn't worry as you considered suicide?! Look, Aftermath, I am here for a reason. I'm here to help you out of that well, whether it's metaphorical or not. You are not going to blow your brains out once you hit the bottom, and I will do everything I can to stop you short of killing myself. *I hug him tightly, fighting tears with all my strength.* I...I love you, alright? I'm not about to lose you to yourself.
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Post by Incendiary Aftermath on Jan 13, 2012 21:50:01 GMT -5
You... you actually said it! *I kiss her forehead and laugh, then ruffle her hair playfully* I knew you'd come around soon. But honestly. You don't need to worry. What happened when i actually tried? Dracs can't kill me, the wilderness can't kill me, Orwell can't kill me. I can't kill me! You're stuck with me forever. And i love you too.
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Post by Volume Virus on Jan 13, 2012 21:56:06 GMT -5
*I look anywhere but at Aftermath, my face growing redder and redder by the second. Ah, sweet lady of sorrows. It seemed like a good idea at the time.* Don't...don't get used to that. I'm still not good at this. But at least you seem happy, so that's good.... But if you keep thinking that nothing can kill you, you're going to jinx it. I'm getting used to this. I don't want it to end so soon.
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Post by Incendiary Aftermath on Jan 13, 2012 22:03:40 GMT -5
Well if i ever want you to say it again I'll just talk about offing myself. *I snicker and try to get up* Ah... a little help here? I can't get up... heheh... But really, Vol. I will be fine. Honestly.
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Yes, I'm still running - sort of. But it is lonely out here. Haven't seen anyone else for a while.
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